Letting go; A poem
And in every image,
And in every sentences,
And in every thought,
I can see hear feel
the hurt, the pain
It's the ugliest
yet prettiest
part of me
because who doesn't
love a beautiful tragedy
a fallen angel
needing to be saved
I am so scared
of letting go
the part I wish would
have never been there
in the first place
I am so scared
of being the ugly, empty
person I am
without the tragedy
the darkness
lurking inside me.
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poem
Randomtoo many thoughts go unsaid. all of this poem are not mine. ©️ to owner.
