Some things you want to let go, but you hold onto them, fighting yourself. You know you’ve to let it go even if it kills you, and it does kill you. Your feel your heart constricting and this piercing pain inside your chest, because letting it go means letting go a piece of you too. It’s not easy. it’s never easy, but you let it go, hoping one day the pain will be numbed and it’ll be easier. You bear it all maybe because a hidden part of you loves the pain or the tragedies of the past had made it your anchor.
Bitter Sweet Agony