The art of letting go…
The art of letting go
It’s like a brush stroke to a canvas
You just let it flow
The agony of letting go
Is what keeps things afloat
But to keep floating on hope
Is asinine when there’s a lump in your throat
Tears streaming from your eyes to your face
Not quite sure of how things landed in such a dark place
Desiring space but yet needing a face to face
The art of letting go
It’s like sketching a drawing
Then scraping it
All of the lines
just didn’t fit
The fire to the flames wouldn’t stay lit
yearning
desires burned in a pit
To let go doesn’t mean you quit
You just couldn’t finish a painting
That didn’t making any sense
Though things maybe intense
It’s better to let go
Than to pretend
Just let it flow
in the end
The art of letting go
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