Letting Go

I had a dream once

We were in a barren desert

There were two roads

One I knew I had to go alone

I did not want to leave you

For fear, it would hurt you

But I held your hand

I said goodbye

I traveled the new road

Knowing that I had to let go

Goodbye Mom

I can't live for you anymore

I can't stand the abuse anymore

I know you are lost

Know that I love you beyond the anger

I can no longer travel this road for you

I have too much to lose

Reviews

[LostSage]

well this is heartbreaking.... you wrote about an abusive childhood before....you have forgiven.... you don't owe anybody nothing.....go follow your own path....I hope you have lots of fun....from your friend Jeff....Cheetos atcha 🧀🍕🌭😉

[StormeLight]

Thank you sweetie =)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I just recently wrote a piece with a similar theme but I so enjoy the truthful pained words of your poem. You speak directly of your pain while mine was more about its hidden aspects. This is beautiful poetry you have submitted. Thank you for sharing your work.

[StormeLight]

Thank you =) Lots of things I will never be able to say to the people I write about, being direct about this particular struggle was such a relief to all the words unsaid.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

That's the beauty of art. You never have to hold back its truth. It is in the words and in-between them. Always be true to your art and yourself.

[StormeLight]

Exactly! Art is my heart and soul, the reason I have survived and kept going, learning how to thrive instead of just stay alive. Feeling a sense of purpose in life is SO important!!

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Art is truly cathartic it is why we bleed for it. These words we write are with hope they find a place in someone's heart who may be suffering under similar circumstances. To show them that they mater and that they are not alone in their suffering or disillusionment. We give to them a piece of our hope...in our words.

[StormeLight]

Exactly!!! I couldn't have said that better myself =)