There’s a graceful space
Called Letting Go
That lives in my heart and soul
Letting go
Grows every day
Determined
to make this hurt goes away
But Letting Go
Lives at war
With a petulant, jealous child
She screams and kicks
And with the tightest of grips
They call her
Holding On
Time favors Letting Go
The old man gives her strength
Each day that passes without you
Letting Go feels a little more safe
Yet Holding On
Seems to grow
More angry, more stubborn
More insistent
The stronger she sees
Letting Go become
The deeper
Her nails cut your skin