Release me,
and I won't query the past,
a litany of
meaningless questions
that were never built to last,
for I no longer linger
beneath that
cloud of despair,
and the belittling thoughts
that led me nowhere;
I am sculpted from
hopes and wishes,
and a firm promise
to my heart,
that to move on is
imperative
if I want life to
truly restart.
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Fragments
PoesíaPoetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Instagram and Facebook.
