Thursday, April 19, 2018

Bright and weightless (poem)

There's a freedom I feel,
a lightness of being.
Life can be so heavy 
from stress at work 
to pains of loves lost.

But sometimes we're afforded some release,
either in a moment of respite,
or in moving on,
letting go of the burdens we carry.

I am writing our story
in all its non-fiction glory
so that I can write “the End” on it,
with “Goodbye” our happily ever after.

And I'm putting down the phone,
packing my bags to leave,
so that I can finally return home
to be with the family I have left.

I feel like a burning flame,
bright and weightless,
fueled by the heavier parts of life -

Free.

-Zero

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