Letting The Inside Go

There is filth in these old boxes
Clothes and photos without a home
Left behind and forgotten
Rotting

Lifting the lid
I let go
Listening to the mother
shes stuck in self pity
angry and scared
and blind
I let go
Putting the milk away
Saying Thank You
I let go
Writing
with heart at my fingertips
I let go

Stepping outside
I let go
of the inside
Empty in between both
when I succeed.