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When I Realized I Held My Value Hostage.

Left Behind

By Isis Lyons Published 3 months ago 1 min read

For so long I believed I must always shine

I must always hold up the light to the people in the dark

I've burned myself, so others could have a shoulder in hell.

I've been the guardian no one noticed,

The protector no one protected.

I looked around and no one was satisfied.

I looked in the mirror and neither was I.

It wasn't until I let go of you.

When I realized I held my value hostage.

I trapped her in a cage to be forgotten.

She was a caterpillar screaming for her chance to fly.

If I stayed she'd die.

Leaving you left room for liberation.

It left room for hope.

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