Milomi's world

We start everyday holding on. We hold on to our loved ones to make sure they don’t leave. We hold on to the world to make sure we don’t miss it. We hold on to ourselves so we don’t fall. We juggle our tasks and go on to the next puzzle of life.

Sometimes our hands are sore from holding on. Our bodies ache from constant pressure. We want to let go of everything, even if it is for a minute, to rest. We do that. We flop onto the bed and stare at the ceiling, feeling all worries slip away.

Sometimes we push ourselves. We don’t heed our tiredness, or the need for sleep. We struggle and make our way through the maze. We do everything that can be done. And we don’t stop, we never rest. We feel like stopping, but we are attracted to more commitments and we wind up on our feet at all times.

Sometimes we don’t know what to hold on to. Everything we need in not in our reach. Everything we have is to heavy to hold on to. We look around helplessly, unsure of what to let go of to reach what we need. We trudge through life and finally find something stable to hold on to. We hold on tightly, and when we let go we don’t feel relieved. We feel pain.

Everyday, we are being handed things to hold on to. We are making promises, and nodding at everything. We don’t fully comprehend what goes on but we go with it. We don’t know what pain is, or what relief is. But the day we do come to know, we feel like letting go. And we never can.

Written by
Milomi.

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