The Golden Strands to my Not-so-Golden Past

I am cutting my hair today.
I am cutting away my past.
I am cutting it away.

I am cutting away the hair that the people that have left me touched. I am cutting away years and years of hair.
I am cutting it away.

I am cutting the ties that keep me together with my past.
I am cutting away my youth.
I am cutting it away.

I am cutting my hair today.
I am cutting away the hair that I love so much.
I am cutting it way.

I am cutting away something I am so emotionally attached to. I am cutting away 12 inches of hair. I am cutting away three people and three years. So don’t shame me for my choices. I am cutting my hair not for the look of it. I am cutting my hair to surrender in this fight to hold on to those who didn’t. These golden strands from my not so golden past. They will be someone else’s. Don’t shame me for how I’m going to look. You don’t understand what I’ve been through. I would scrape off my skin if I could. But not even my skin was there when the people I loved so much were. That skin has died and turned into the undesired dust on my little dark oak coffee table. It was swept away, but my hair, it is very much still here. The hair my papa used to stroke. The hair that my friend used to braid. It’s still here. And so am I. And here I plan to stay. No matter how much I hate it, no matter how much I want to leave, I will stay. But my hair will not. I want it to be given to someone who needs it. And I don’t need it. I want to need it.
I need it to be given away.
But I want it to stay.

I am giving away my hair today.
I am giving away my past.
I am giving it away.

No matter how much I want it to stay,
I am giving it away.

Please know that I love you with all of my heart,
but no matter how much I want to need you to stay,
I need you to go;
I need you to go with peace

I am giving away my hair today.
I am giving away my past.
I am giving it away.