I Let Go Poem by J.M Berger

any dreams i dreamt
swept away like flakes of snow
away, away
into the white sky, disappeared
away
i cannot navigate
the wreckage of those forgotten dreamscapes
i've no magic flying bed to guide me
on which to lay my weary head
i cannot fantasize like nemo
i cannot wonder like a child
i need to focus on the real
and let all else go


i am not bold
i am not courageous
i have nowhere to go
and no way to get there
i look forward to nothing
i count on nothing to come through
i can only relent
to the sin that eats at me
like a medieval virus
the anguish of my decisions
have i given up on the only things i loved?
have i turned my back on myself?
am i nothing more than a bad joke,
a joke that only i get?
there must be a way