You thought that to keep it together,
you needed to keep it within you.
All that time you let the knots tighten at the core,
fray at the edges
(more) like you were.
Am I being dramatic
in this retelling
am I saying, being, feeling, doing something
that normal people don't do?
Well, did you ever want to be 'normal',
drugged, tempered, inured,
or to let the feelings flow through you?
So let it go,
let your cells melt into the sea,
let your love find its way back through you.
You would tell a friend it's okay to feel what they feel,
find their voice in the bubbles,
breathe easy till they find the shore,