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LET GO

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By Harydo NeonPublished 7 months ago 1 min read

Blisters on both my hands

Feet hurting from the miles of errands

Everybody has a thick rope

Used in dragging their past while searching for hope

I have one for each part of my life

The emotional part is where I experience the worst strife

Mentally holding on to what I physically let go

Something killed and buried with a pink bow

The skies darkens and emotional numbness came alive

Killing everything that tried to sprout

Craving the honey without the bee hive

Nostalgia turned me into its prisoner, inside and out

Am i a good person in this whirlwind?

Am I becoming someone I would run away from?

It sickens me to my stomach how I chose to heal

But if you are walking alone, picking yourself back takes more time

Will I regain love?

Will I open up , vunerable to the probability of being hurt?

Will I see someone and daydream of the future?

I already do but there seems to be a stumbling block

Couldn't let it go

Holding on to photos

Dreams tormenting my soul

Chest with a big hole

I don't want this road

I thought I could try to hold

Hanging by the pole

No self-control almost made me fold

I just want me fixed

I just want me freed

Want to spread my wings

Growth without the weeds

It is hard to let go of something that taught you a life lesson

That you could be loved with no one out to get you

One that taught you that what you want isn't a fantasy

Scars came but I can hide that pretty well, easily

Performing an operation to get this heart out

Trying to burn it, fumes up like a sacrifice

I don't what to fight, no more energy drinks in sight

Ashes to the wind, floating out with it as i take flight

Shattered perception

Emotional ressurection

Achieved liberation

Inexistent fixation

So this is me moving on from this house

It was fun whilst living here

If I hold on to this any longer

I may never get another opportunity to leave

Stream of ConsciousnessFirst Draft

About the Creator

Harydo Neon

I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.

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  • Just One of Those Things7 months ago

    Lovely piece. Keep up the great work.

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