Let Go

by DarkLight   Mar 24, 2016


It was but a suicide note
left to direct the living
or so not
by believing.
Grieving
reliving the unexpected
rejected
perfected with every norm.
Past reform,
Restricted form
of goodbye, waves
to only pass-by
this message,
sorry for leaving this soon
my journey to the moon
be gone by noon.
Do not cry, this lie
let it not deny, you
the reason to smile
even when am far miles.
My hand, let go
let me go home LEGO.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    I was blown away from these words, very powerful, such a sad picture painted.

    • 8 years ago

      by DarkLight

      Thanks Brenda. sad it is.