Dear Mom and Dad

I hate rhyming poems. They're the worst I like abstract lines rich with metaphors but lately for some reason that's all I could come up with. Whatever works. I wrote this just now, not sure what it means but it's coming from a very familiar place, if anything it explains all of me.

Letter to Mom and Dad (I have never called either of my parents "Mom" or "Dad" in my life Mommy and Daddy of course.)

"Dear Mom and Dad,
I know you've dealt with a lot in that past
And for those moments you feel that life owes you back
I guess that somebody who owes is me
but now the burden's getting a little heavy
I'm a little weak
My savior gave me strength to carry this load
But it's kinda hard for me to carry this alone
(this is where I stop rhyming)
To the point where I can hardly breathe....

One day I'll just let it all go, all this will be forgotten and then... nobody will have to worry. So the debt ends with me.
Love,
your daughter and I use love because I really mean it."

Sometimes crazy people talk to me about strange things and I listen because sometimes I like things not considered the "norm" and this guy is telling me a story and he says in the midst of it that sometimes it helps to just look up at the SKY^. And I'm like...how in the world did I get in a conversation with this guy and how did it lead to this but I liked where the subject was going because I never thought of doing that. I mean it's there right above us but we're so busy looking down or ahead but what about up? Up's a direction to. It's been really cloudy lately but in between clouds there's this beautiful blue....and that guy's right. It does help.