Moving on, Growing more

asrealastheycome

Ice cold like the winters wind
your words burn and scar my skin
They say time heals all
But time is an idea if I recall
So what chance do I stand
Im just a man
Holding my ground with my heart in my hand
Dig my toes deep in the sand
Wondering if this was part of your plan
Do I lose or so I do I win?
A battle I put myself in
I have to let go
Of what ifs
And maybe so’s
Only then can I let myself grow

 

 

 

  • Author: asrealastheycome (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 7th, 2018 04:28
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 12
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  • Heartwriter

    Your write if it's and maybes bring lots of questions. Maybe letting go can give the answers. Great write.

  • dusk arising

    Letting go is in itself, you growing.
    Your writing reminds me that part of being this poet thing is the gift of sharing our self healing with others through our writing, that they may heal too.
    A heartfelt and personal piece which is so easy to relate to. Excellent.

    • asrealastheycome

      Exactly what I aim for. I want people to know that feeling this way is nothing but normal



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