Untitled Poem Word of the Day #17

I clung to those memories

hoarding

pawing 

breathing fire on

like a dragon 

in its den.

I never thought to go forward

I only stayed in the past

where memories

should be looked upon

fondly

kindly

sweetly

not with a singular obsession

like I had.

Driven

unable to release you

unable to release the dream

finally

I realized

I was only hurting myself.

How I found the strength

to finally let you go

release my heart

come back to me

I will never know.

I bow my head

in reverence

for the love we did share.

I must let go

for the sake of my sanity.

Good bye. 

 

Feb. 8/19