She stood on top of the mountain with her little red balloons in hand. Inside the balloons were little letters of things she needed to let go. All the feelings she was holding in were eating her alive. It was time. The sun was just beginning to rise, time to start a new day. She was ready to start it off free of all of the things holding her back.
She let each balloon go with tears in her eyes. She watched as old friends, old relationships, family problems, and family drifted off towards the sun. Her heart was still heavy with her thoughts. Even though she had intended to let her problems float away, it only made her think more about whether or not she was making the right decisions.
The longer she stood there taking in the sunrise, the more upset she became. She started to scream into the expansive empty air. She screamed so loud and so much that her throat burned and the tears that were rolling down her face had left spots wet on the ground. She fell to her knees as the sobs continued to grow.
She wanted to be free of these things, but knew now that she never would be. She wore them like a sweater she had been given as a gift, but hated because it irritated her skin. They were a part of her by obligation. She had chosen to take them on, and now she had to stand by that. She couldn't run away. Not anymore.
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Freeing Myself
RandomThe best way for me to write is unrestricted. This little Journal of sorts is the way to do that. You may see some parts of my personal life. You may laugh. You may cry. What is life without the roller-coaster ride though? All bets are off. Read at...
