you can let go of whatever your holding onto.
the pain isn't a comfort anymore.
don't worry.
you will grow in fields of happiness with the fear of guilt left behind in the wicker basket.
YOU ARE READING
you don't have to be sorry.
Poetryfor the girls who desire to be understood somewhat, somewhere, somehow.
the final misheard words
you can let go of whatever your holding onto.
the pain isn't a comfort anymore.
don't worry.
you will grow in fields of happiness with the fear of guilt left behind in the wicker basket.
