Let Go

It's said that 'home is where the heart Is

But-

Mine is stiff in my chest

You-

Say I bring you balance

Yet-

You keep me in a limbo.

You're never here.

Nor there.

Where are You?

We play tug-of-war

I-

Try to pull you back

But-

You've tied your end to a tree

With roots so deep,

My small hands can't compete.

Yet-

I hold too tight

I have rope burns on my hands

I-

Tend to the wounds

But-

My aloe leaves are running dry

And-

You never let up.

You're like a beach full of shells,

The thought of you is so pretty

But you make the bottoms of my feet

So bloody.

I tip-toe to the shallows

I hope

To be

Washed away when high tide comes.