Let it be

By Her Beautiful Melancholy
Let . It. Go.
And let there be light!

No more running. No more chasing after what will never be.
I've been watching from the shadows long enough, just waiting to be invited into the light.
Drowning.
I've been drowning while everyone around me was breathing. Reaching out, waiting on someone to pull me out of the water.
Holding my breath until my mind exploded and blacked out, but I never gave in to the water. I held on. "Hoping"
Waiting on someone to help, to save me.
But now I see, I finally understand. The person I've been waiting for all my life has been with me from the very beginning. Helping me. Protecting me. Stepping up and taking all that heartache and sorrow. Absorbing all that pain so I wouldn't have to. 
The shadow I have always been hiding from. The little voice whispered words of hope into my ears, echoing within the darkest recesses of my mind, where I buried and locked it away. That voice belonged to "Me".  And I've been running away from myself because I knew if I chose myself I'd have to give up on the dream. And I thought if I gave it up I would end up alone.
But I was wrong. I am not alone. I no longer hide from my shadow. No. Now I dance within the dark and embrace who I truly am. The shadow is me, I am the shadow.

I can swim now. I no longer need someone else to come and save me. No one needs to pull me out of the water. Or turn on the lights. 
I've swum to the surface on my own.
I no longer fear what lies within the abyss.
There is beauty within the dark. 
And as long as there is hope there will always be a light burning in the dark. Lighting the way.
I won't chase after that dream anymore. You see, I no longer need to catch it. It will never be mine anyway. And that is okay.
By letting go. I am setting myself and it "free"
Free to dream big and reacher higher and further than ever before. There is nothing holding me back anymore.
There is beauty in sunsets. An UNDERSTANDING that darkness is coming with the certainty that light will follow.
After all this time...
The world is still beautiful.




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