miski abshir

Before. I. Fall. - Poem by miski abshir

One last smile
One last tear
One last goodbye
I struggle in your grasp
Slipping away, bit by bit
I'm really sick of it
You want me to go
So let me go
I can do this on my own
Don't need anyone holding me back
One last smile
One last tear
One last goodbye
Before I go
I am moving on
Growing up
Breaking away
I don't need your hand to hold
I can stand on my own
So, Let me go
I will walk away
I won't look back
One last Goodbye
Don't ask me why
I don't have the strength
to explain
One last step

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 12, 2009

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