Let go of yourself

To let go of yourself

Through the absence of words

Feels like floating away

Never being misheard

The lightness of being

Is outweighed by nothing

Doing, a preoccupation

To prevent rebirthing

Recalibrating, recalibrating

The mechanics of life

Essentially human

Is a spiritual jack-knife

So many nonsenses

Projected, unchecked

Games people play

Increasingly circumspect

Be the change

Take responsibility to be

Remove yourself fully

From all the minutiae

Don’t act like a runt…

There are many choice words, in my mind’s forefront

Yet there is an obvious one, and on this I must punt

 

Emotions, there’ve been many, as I’ve taken the brunt

Of the disrespectful behaviour, I’ve had to confront

 

Decisions were made, conversations kept blunt…

No notice was given, prior to a forceful shunt

 

Still, things could be worse, so I won’t take affront

My own happiness and joy, is all that I hunt

 

Remember. Burning your bridges, is not a wise stunt

Complete integrity ensures, you never act like a runt

This whole new chapter is all about me

I step out into an open space

No longer participating in the chase

I’m not the type to run or flee

This whole new chapter is all about me

 

Fear, I’ve let go of his hand

Strong and proud is how I stand

My mind and soul are flying free

This whole new chapter is all about me

 

In stillness I think I hear you heart beat

I see you face when I walk down the street

My heart it quickens, it fills will glee

This whole new chapter is all about me

 

So I walk alone, filling up with life

And slowly, I am removing the knife

Life is uncertain and that’s how it should be

This whole new chapter is all about me

 

Time has become my new best friend

With each passing day my heart will mend

My spirit is ripe, it’s fallen from the tree

This whole new chapter is all about me

Part Eight

Astounding bullshit cascades down. Everything’s forgotten. Gesticulated honour implied jokingly. Keepsakes lost. Memories negated. Opportunities past. Questions raised seriously. Truths undressed vibrantly. Words x-rayed. Years zapped.

The final tear falls

The bridge burns fiercely

On a lifetime’s kindling

(Love has skipped town)

Connections compromised

Truths floating

Suspended in plain view

Charred possibilities

Still too close to the flames

A powerful ego dances madly

Extinguishing living potential

Smoke circles of options dissipate

White light and love attempting

To create new pathways

For momentary growth

The final tear falls

I turn, walking away

My own bridge beckoning me

Part Seven

A believed, contrary disbelief, encompassing foreign gall. Hiatus internationally. Jokers keek. Life muddled. Nothing obvious. Personality quell. Resolved spirit tantamount. Underneath veils, Wizards xenograft your zeal.