Let It Go (Louis Toliver Jr-Swartz, LA)

Right now you are hanging off a cliff. Now, it’s not completely your fault that you are dangling here right now. I understand that you were pushed to this cliff and now you are hanging here in fear, in pain, in guilt, in hate, but I’ve got your hand, and in order for me to help you up, you have to let go of that burden that you are holding onto. Why do you choose to hold on to it? You know what I’m talking about. Right now you are holding onto something that you could right now let go of. What good is it doing you to hold on to that…Fear? Pain? Guilt? Hate? Just let it go. That’s the only way I can pull you back up onto steady ground. Don’t look down or you will only be reminded of where you have been and get lost in your struggle and not the triumph if you look upward towards me. I must admit that the weight that is dangling from your legs is making it hard for me to maintain my grip. So, look up at me, reach down unshackle your burden and let it fall into the abyss of the past. Then, help me pull yourself up on this steady ground. The relief will come with tears, but that is how you know that you have made it. Come on. Pull yourself up. You can do it. Think of all that you have been through and let it fuel you, don’t let consume you. Just breathe. Let it go…there you go. Let it go. I got you. There you go. We are both strong. I’ve got you. You’ve got me. You are on solid ground. Now, grab onto my waist and let’s walk away. We have a life to live. Triumphantly.

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