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Money flows from my hands Like a dam bursting Except it doesn't even fill a puddle Love sparks in my heart Like fireworks on the 4th Except there's no one there to see Anger rises boiling Like a pot of water turned too high Except the lid prevents escape Regret lingers heavy Like a rain cloud stuck in place Except I somehow find shelter Confusion scatters thoughts Like billiard balls on the break Except I can't decide the next move Speaking is cumbersome Like a pack too heavy to bear Except I need my truth to be heard Anxiety hovers over everything Like the looming spectre Except I know it's just in my head Compulsion leads me wayward Like the promise of greener pastures Except the promise is never fulfilled Anticipation wrings my nerves Like draining the last drop from a cloth Except it's never fully dry Writing eases these troubles Like a hot bath with calming incense Except the tub is empty The incense have burned down And all that's left Are these words
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Is it easy to let go
Is it easy to let go? A question that echoes in my mind As I navigate the tumultuous waters Of relationships and connections I am a master of detachment A skill honed through years of practice I can walk away without a second thought Leaving behind memories and emotions But does that make it easy? To sever ties and move on To pretend that I am unaffected By the absence of their presence I tell myself it is for the best That letting go is a form of self-preservation But deep down I know the truth That it is a defense mechanism I am afraid of being vulnerable Of letting someone in Only to be hurt in the end So I push them away before they can do the same to me But in doing so, I deny myself The possibility of true connection Of experiencing love and joy In its purest form I wonder if I am making a mistake By closing myself off By refusing to let go of my fears And embrace the unknown But old habits die hard And I cling to my walls Afraid to let them crumble And expose myself to the pain I know deep down that letting go Is not easy for anyone It requires strength and courage To face the unknown with open arms So I continue to push people away To protect myself from hurt But deep down I long for connection For someone to break down my barriers Perhaps one day I will find the courage To let go of my fears And embrace the vulnerability That comes with true love But until then, I will continue To walk the path of detachment And wonder if it is truly easy To let go.
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Thoughts. Feelings. Emotions. My sources for poetry. Generally written in the moment; sometimes the seeds are planted, grown over time.

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