“Sometimes love means letting go”

A poem I wrote…

“Sometimes love means letting go”

My mind was a place, a space of destruction—

It felt like my normal, though I couldn’t function.

It cast a spotlight on all those I thought I must please,

When I truly needed to take care of myself,

But that never left me at ease.

I hear God saying we are designed to put others first,

So I pushed and I pushed for that,

Even when so often I felt I was going to burst.

I clung so tightly to the lies that told me

It wasn’t okay to have needs of my own.

So I poured all my love into others instead,

Until I was empty—hollow, alone.

Love, a word that seemed foreign to me,

A word so hard to trust or believe.

For years and years, I looked through these lenses,

A distorted image that felt quite endless.

Feeling unworthy and never enough,

I couldn’t help but feel alone. Trapped deep below,

How could someone like me ever be loved?

But God—sometimes that’s all I can say.

Because no matter how big the pain,

He is never driven away.

He heard my cry and lifted me out,

From that deep, dark hole of fear and doubt.

He broke the lies and opened my eyes,

Giving me a foundation where hope can rise.

I had been fighting for love in every other place,

When I needed to let go and let love fight for me.

To walk each step upheld by grace,

Led to a place where my soul is free.

You do not need to prove yourself in order to be loved,

For in every moment, He is there—

With open arms, always ready to care.

He loves unconditionally, in a place

Where simply abiding in His presence is all it takes.

No approval, no striving, no hiding,

Just deep breaths and open hearts to God.

Sometimes love means letting go

Of all the things you’ve held on to for so long,

That have only left you feeling heavier.

But they are not yours to carry.

Let love hold them for you,

Let Him lift the things that break you

And allow Him to make you whole.

And though you may still feel the ache,

You’ve made progress with every breath you take.

You are worthy of the time to surrender and heal,

Worthy of the same love you pour into others.

Letting light and love shine within,

Guiding you forward, reminding you still—

The journey may be long, but you belong,

Forever held in the arms of Love.

💗

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(5th stanza reminds me of Psalm 40:1-2)

I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.