To Let Go

For a long time I waited

In the middle of life

For the salvation but only got

Denunciation

Realizing I would

Never reach my goal

And that the storm

would not let me Go,

I had to let go and live

The best way I could and that

 

Not the talkative psychologist

Or the medicating psychiatrist

Nor the compassionate old lady

Next door had any answer to give

 

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