Letting Go

I find myself in a waking realization,

Away went the sadness and the sinning temptations.

The more I don’t think, the more I forget,

You told me I couldn’t, and yet look what I did.

The bags under my eyes are slowly disappearing,

Along with every other stupid feeling.

I no longer have the urge to talk,

I’m closing our door and turning the lock.

Our love was like the cycle of skies,

When it got dark, I found myself wanting to die.

Pick up your tears and your doubts,

Time is running out.