The Hope That Shines

Lifting both palms of my feeble hands,
scarred with blurry lines of lessons learned
and unexpected downward turns,
midair,

I take in a brand new truth
and allow strength to unfurl at my innermost core,
liberating all the suffering I once gave permission
for my mind to escalate,
but now

I will no longer be
enslaved to these
guilt trip feelings;

I give up
the
powerful
will
of
this
pressure,
the
seemingly
endless
grasp
to the
past,
right
in front
of my
field of
vision,

being more than ready
to break the atoms
that make up
our vast world.

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