Letting go, it hurts inside.
it hurts to progress,
to try to better oneself
and leave behind favourite places
and people who you really believed
would follow you;
could follow you,
and had the same strength as you.
Letting go.
Here it comes again.
Moving forward,
ignoring pain
like flying
where the exhilaration
far outweighs the fear.
Letting go
is moving forward,
though the purpose isn't always clear.
Trust
we are told.
Sometimes we find excuses
why trust something we don't know,
can't see, and can't feel?
Still, we trust and let go.
God help me;
I am letting go again