Poetry In Motion: Letting go❗️
Can I be honest?
I’ve been strong for a while but I can feel myself losing hope.
I smile to hide the pain inside that’s bleeding from my broken and tired soul.
Not to mention that I’m way too busy chasing dreams to explore the broken pieces…..so I question should I leave it? 🤔
All gas no breaks so no time to break now.
Driven by the cares of this world, I have no choice but to press forward through this highway of no console.
Acting careless, driving wreck less, crash and burn my life is hectic.
*Alarm Bell Rings ⏰*
I’ve made it through another night of broken dreams.
I’m tired but can’t rest.
Yesterday, I gave my best.
But still today I will do better.
So, still I rise but to no surprise life throws another blow.
Blow after blow. I still stand tall. Jab Left Hook. 💢 My head hits the wall. Ring the alarm. 🛎 Here comes the fall.
🗣 “down goes Frazier”
With no strength left,
all hope weakens as my brokenness shatters.
A time for letting go really does matter.Fredrick D. Thompson, poetry in motion.