I sit to write. The words pour out.
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My life is a mess. I am consumed with doubt.
Never did I imagine a situation like this.
Something I can't control, so it continues to persist.
How did this happen?
The answer is simple-neglect by two.
The effect felt by many. The past and present we can not undo.
I am worn out on love. Wish I could throw it away.
It has drained my heart and led me astray.
I'm tired of being strong. I pray to be weak.
Let it go. Release it. And see if me it seeks.
So much of myself I have willingly given.
A sacrifice to the slaughter-my own manmade mental prison.
The time has come to allow exoneration.
Break free from imprisonment. No more incarceration.
Emotionally thrive. Mentally fly.
Spiritually resurrected. Remove the blinders from my eyes.
Stand tall. Be who I was meant to be.
Recognize the potential I possess within me.
Take control of my mind. Abandon in the past the stress.
Realize this is the only way my future shall be blessed.
What has happened, has happened. That shall not change.
Reality shows though, that I do not have to stay the same.
So I let you go. I let you soar. And I pray for your safe return.
Whether it will be to me, only time can and will discern.
But don't you worry my friend, as you are freely flying,
The Lord will be my strength. I will not continue crying.
No instead, I will spread my wings and soar as well.
Where I will end, just as with you only time will tell.
But wherever I land, this much is known,
I will be a better person because I will have grown.
My God will carry me and elevate me up high.
For only through Him can you learn to truly fly.
Thank God I have my writing to release all my inhibitions and conquer all my fears.