I re-read the letters I wrote to her and in between the lines I found traces of my childhood.
I've been trying to find the words to explain the realization that everything stems from the seeds that were planted in you before you could even speak.
The realization that the fixation on you was rooted from the need to fix every problem that fell from the sky.
The realization that my need to fix every problem comes from being the peacemaker since before my brain could even comprehend conflict.
The realization that the only way I can truly be happy is if I completely rewire the only thing I was programed to be.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to me
PoetryYears ago I started "Letters to Unknown" this was a space for me to express myself and say things I never got the chance to say out loud. It's been almost four years since the last time I added to the story and I feel it's time for something new. In...
