A Letter to Myself

A Letter to Myself

I want to wrap you in blankets
And let you cry.
Let you cry for a thousand years.
You do not need to be
Punished.
Look at your hands . . .
Look into my eyes.
It is okay to desire innocence.
It is okay to seek purity.
You have these gifts
In you.
It is okay to hurt,
It is okay to be weak.
How can you be anything
But confused?
I will not hurt you anymore . . .
I promise you.
I will not allow my fear
To dominate you.
I will not let my anger
Destroy you.
You do not need to fight
For your survival.
I will surrender.
I will not hurt you anymore.

April Coen
August 25, 2000

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