There are times...
I want to hold everything possible so nothing slips
Next,
I
want to let go of everything so not to bear any attachments
May be
this is what change does to us
And so does betrayal
There are times...
I
get tired coming off strong
Times
there are no options other than being one
Times I
wish I could tear apart everything in hand
But I
smile and let go
This
episode seems so long
Like a
mourning song
No sooner
sadness becomes habit
And
happiness frightens you
Attention flusters you
Attachment
tortures you
But then
you face it like a warrior
Letting
it hurt you
To help you feel it
And let
go
I can so feel this, even I had written on the same few months ago.
ReplyDeleteI guess its the time or maybe the toil of growing up...
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