Let it fall
Let it out
Feel the silent tears wash down your face
Letting your heartache and pain be washed away
Let it flow
Feel it go
Do not hide it
Claim it all
For so long this has been a giant thorn
Let it speak through tearful waves
Feel your tears bringing you home
Feeling it all
Allowing the rising tide of grief
Flowing it out
Letting it go
You are here to let yourself unwind
Let it unravel
In this pool of tears
This is the gift of time
Healing through the winds of time
Receive the gift
The gift of tears washing away the pain
About the Creator
Donna Morgan
I am a lover of the mystical the magical and the spiritual.
I write to heal myself and to share my journey with anxiety and life that I experience through my feelings.
I love to write it is my healing place.
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