Letting go is not so easy,
In fact it's the hardest part.
For so long I've been greedy,
By ripping it all apart.
So many memories cloud my mind;
I need you to be near...
It hurts to leave you behind;
I'm nearing my greatest fear.
I will walk along,
Try to hum a song.
I will walk along,
Try to find somewhere to belong.
I just can't fit in,
Not anywhere...
I know I can't win,
And it's just not fair.
But I will try,
Try not to cry...
And I will try,
Try to fly.
Lesa MRK
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-of-my-ancient-ones-letting-go/
