I'm hurting so much,
and i can't hold on to the tears much longer,
they are backing up in my throat
I fear I will choke.
How pain takes hold and controls,
no reason can be seen because the haze dampens any effort of release,
your finger tips hold on to the cliff
waiting for a rescue
but the build up of tears or years
weighs a little heavier
NO rescue team, I am the rescue team,
let go and I'll fall into the lake of stones,
hold on and be brave.
All this for something you have loved more than life,
something that grew in your heart and soul,
something, someone you gave Life to, I gave life to
I must let go little one
28th November By Me (Karla Bell)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
there are many meanings to letting go...sometimes it is for the best other times it is not...this is a touching write and i admire your feelings...very well done...10+