Control Freak’s Nightmare
Sometimes you just have to let go of things
For the sake of your heart and mental stability.
It is difficult to stop the tears
While feeling let down by your own bright expectations.
The sound of your world breaking
Under pressure like a supernova,
Only visible through years of hoping.
We build monuments to the gravest tendencies.
Your hands and eyes are deceived by reaching out to memories--
Crushing your fingers,
Imploding the city you have built,
Bombs exploding on the horizon,
And guns unloading into your ribcage…
We follow trails to our own defeat—
A grave dedicated to everything we have lost.
Yet we let go and ride the winds
Because we hold to the belief that
After the rain of grief comes the sun.
Please, crack the darkness around us
And burn away what is so carefully hidden—
Hold my down-trodden life gently
As I learn to let go…
To go with the flow.
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