How unknown my own inner life is,
My soul’s wish doesn’t agree with the concrete reality, logic and reasoning.
I have and I still resist, my own feelings,
I suppress them so unsuccessfully, they still persist.
You would think, why do you resist, just feel it and go with it.
I do want, so deeply, to do that,
But there is no safe place to let them in;
Can’t help but to feel like the deer with its jugular buried in lion’s teeth.
I know from what I have learned so far,
Accepting how you feel, however unreasonable, is the first step to healing,
So here I accept that I love, and it has turned out to be my weakness,
So here I accept and surrender, and I hope to be healed out of it.