Letting Go Poem by tawanda omphile plaatjie

When you walked out of my life
You cut my heart with a sharp knife
It broke into a thousand pieces
I tried really hard to find peace
It was all in vain
Because still I write about pain

But the time has come finally
It’s like being ill terminally
I know my ultimate fate
Even with all this hate
You have to be left to fate

On the day I will wake to a song
The feelings will be really strong
Memories of you and I will be overwhelming
The tears will probably be a sea of endless drowning
But I will be very welcoming
Because the time would have come finally
No more anniversaries of pain
Finally I will show some signs of being sane

Because truthfully they should have locked me away
Never let me go free
Between me and a mad man there was no difference
Umpteen years and still counting
The memories are haunting
The pain is daunting
And still mounting

An eruption is a definite end
The volcano of emotions is boiling
What science can stand in its way?

It`s true I have to let go
But what is fire without smoke?
Rain without water?
Because that’s what the pain has become
A part of me