Tea Time

my tea has steeped my laundry has dried and I sit here wondering

why

this little heart of mine can feel so much inside

I’m back to where I can’t take a breath out of fear that it will explode everything I hold so dear inside

my tea has steeped getting cold as time passes by the laundry still sits all dry as I sit here and cry tears rolling relieving the incessant need

breathing I am once again my heart is fine exploding into little stars of the Universe I will be fine I am still adjusting knowing holding on is what hurts letting go sets me free to where I need to be ~Heike K

art credit Michael Leu

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