Inner Critic

I see you. I hear you.
You used to have control.
You used to influence my choices.
You kept me in a box.
And then I decided to take my power back,
So, I fought you.
A constant tug-of-war.
And then I realized there is no winning with you.
So, I dropped the rope.
I spent all my time holding the door shut – not letting you in.
Hand on the door.
Afraid to live free.
So, I let go.
I opened the door.
I welcomed you in.
And gave you no power.

The gateway to deeper joy is vulnerability.
And where there is vulnerability,
You soon follow.
I see you.
I hear you.
And now – I watch you pass through,
Straight out the back door.