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skye521 submitted a contest entry to Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 4 months ago
To the 14-year-old who was afraid of hell
I wish I could take some of your fear
And spread it out on the earth
Let it sit awhile
Until it dissipates
Under the glow of the sunI wish I could help you find
The life that exists beyond the small gray car
On the Ohio interstate
Heading straight into darkness.I wish I could tell you
It’s not too late
To reenter the world of light
One babystep at a timeAnd the suffocating darkness will soon fade
But you have to keep up the fight
Because that hell isn’t real
But the hell you create for yourself can be
It will bury you, consume you
Forever if you let itI wish I could help you see
That who you are- and aren’t- is not
A problem or a sin
It’s as human as the dirt under your fingernails,
The feeling of raindrops on your skin
That you are the sun, you are full of light
Please don’t ever forget it.I still don’t have the answers
I don’t know what’s right or true-
But I’ve learned to sit with the darkness
And someday you will too.So please, let me sit with you
So you won’t feel so alone
And I can hold some of your fear
Until you’re ready to hold it on your own.Voting is closed
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After reading your poem, I feel lighter! The weight of judgement is extremely heavy, and I’m glad you have gotten out from under that burden.
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Skye, The line where you wrote about sitting with your younger self is so so sweet. I could picture it. I wish I could have hugged your younger self, but it sounds like you grew up to give yourself the peace you wanted and needed as a child. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren
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