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Its hard still just let go

 


To let go isn’t easy

You have to chop off parts of yourself

To detach, to avoid, to distance, to leave behind

Things, actions and dreams that you dearly engaged in

Because you believed in them and

Now that your situation has changed,  and you have to let go

Doesn’t in any way mean that it will be easy


Though it must be done, it can never be done in its entirety

How can you erase the memories?

Or undo the life you dreamt of and worked for,

Will changing your dreams and engaging in other things set you free?

Or would they just leave you with no time to mourn your failure?

Maybe that is how one is expected to let go

And move on in the game of life

For time would not stop

and carrying the weight of dead dreams will only hollow you inside out

Is that not too much to risk?

Maybe that’s why you agree to move on and let it go

The reality is, that it goes nowhere, it all stays

You just refocus your energies

Convince yourself of an alternate reality

You swap the reasons for old actions with new decisions

as mere justification in an attempt to let go.

While pushing it all in the corner of your heart

wrapping it with logic “ why it isn’t relevant anymore “

You can never let go, but still, you do try

Just to fly past that pain which has the potential to constantly drain you and pull you down

Deep into the abysmal chamber of horror and cries,

the ones you silently bottled within while giving up on your dearest dream.


You choose to let go not because now it matters any less now

But only because you can no more bear the stress of repeated failure and the collective letdown it brings


Let go isn’t a choice but the only option to survive …. Isn’t it?

Well this too shall pass, Its hard still just let go


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