I've had a rough week and it has mostly involved change and compromise. I have made some drastic changes and I don't feel any form of regret thankfully; at least that means I'm doing the right thing(s).
In my life, I've learned the hard way that it is important to let things go. It's time for me to finally breathe, to exhale. I did a little confessional-type-thing in a poem I haven't quite found an appropriate title for. It was originally meant for the Femme Fatale blog I told you I was a part of but somehow we didn't post anything again this week.
We were meant to write something about ourselves and it turned into a means for me to let go of everything I had been holding in for some time now, actually, a really long time. I hope it doesn't become one of those poems that ends up being misconstrued, but whatever right?
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