Better than okay
So many feelings at once.
Relief mixed with guilt.
Hate mixed with love.
It wasnt okay to be okay anymore.
The first step I needed to take would be the final step in this journey.
I would say goodbye to the ominous words and baleful lies.
It was time to take control of my future.
Your sins will no longer be my sins.
I will no longer be in fear of your wrath.
As I take the final step to become me, I can barely breathe.
The brisk wind gives me the welcome push I need.
I’m better than okay.