Thoughts fluttering inside me head
In random yet candid circles
One no different from the other
Voices calling from a life left behind
Begging me not to forget
But to let go of those strings
Free those kites
Let them take to the skies of the future
I will have to watch them go
As much as the tears that wish to fall I stand tall
For letting go isn't as easy as it seems
"Let go" two words
That sever the physical bonds
And secure the emotional ones
Despite this feeling of loss I find solace
In the truth
That I am no longer alone
Not a ship sailing foreign waters
But one with an anchor
Docked at a port named 'security'.
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