Things That Do Not Serve Me

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous
When the doctor said I’d need to have it out
He said that it was common, not to worry
But that’s easier said than done, without a doubt
So I nodded while I sat there in denial
And I pondered all the outcomes as he spoke
I could batten down the hatches of resistance
Or I could use this opportunity to grow
Things that do not serve me, things that I don’t need
Things that I am done with and no longer choose to feed
And when I’m on the other side I’ll know that that letting go Of all those things I didn’t need will help me getting whole
There were failures and frustrations that I swallowed
Disappointments and distresses that I held
But the thought of letting all that anger surface
Didn’t seem like it was worth the way it felt
Now it feels like something deep inside my psyche
Has erupted and imploded in my throat
The construction crew is setting up the pylons
Where the pavement’s finally cracking from the load
Of things that do not serve me, things that I don’t need
Things that I am done with and no longer choose to feed
And when I’m on the other side I’ll know that that letting go Of all those things I didn’t need will help me getting whole
Did I make the perfect choices, did I do the best I could
Does holding in contribute to my very highest good?
I release the mighty octopus that smothers and defends
I embrace the golden foamy sea that purifies and cleanses
So they took that little object from my body
They removed the thing that raised up all the flags
But they also got a whole lot more than tissue
Because I packed it full of other things I had
Things that do not serve me, things that I don’t need
Things that I am done with and no longer choose to feed
And when I’m on the other side I’ll know that that letting go Of all those things I didn’t need will help me Getting whole