My Heaviest Suitcase Contains My Heart


Having regrets
makes the road forward hard to walk
the mountain ever so high above the clouds impossible to climb

Acceptance is knowing that what has been my burden
can now be blown away with the wind of change
laid to rest in a quiet place

Letting go of what was, to look forward to what will be

Forgiveness, for myself and for others
aware of what has been, knowing that it’s too late
to turn back this deceitful clock, that tricked me
Unable to travel back in time
to the moment before it all changed forever

Ever strengthening my mind to just let it all go
Mourning for the final time

Saying goodbye with a gentle kiss
In the hope I will once again

Be able to love myself.