Don't be afraid to be a fool for love

I am not my mistakes

I have every reason to feel the frustration from past hurts

I can't do this alone or pretend any more

The illusion of comfort in denial or sacrifice is no longer mine

There is no shame in my suffering -- no healing in silent self-torment

It is here at the surreal crossroads of the "soul search" where dawning truth meets the anguish of overwhelming resistance in mind over matter that I can finally wake up, change my mind, let go of what no longer works or own my losses or choices

I am not doomed to continue to build up a shield of romatic defenses, over time

I will cry, I will fall for it again, all in the name of love

But I will let go of you