Letting Go

By Anonymous

I wish I could let go,
I wish that when my tears fell
They took my thoughts with them.
My brain keeps mistaking itself for my heart
And maybe that is why I let you go.
I wish that my thoughts did not 
Hurt my heart
And make it suffer more.
I wish that when I do cry I would not feel
On the edge of a hundred-foot cliff.
I wish that when hurtful words struck 
My mind would look away
And understand the other person.
I wish that I could just wish my troubles away
On falling stars passing by the planet.
I wish I could let go
And close my eyes in peace. 
 

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