Let Go

I've been holding on to your rope of razorblades.
My only choice is letting go, because we can't be saved.
I've fallen apart so many times.
Each time you've put me back together, some pieces have been left behind.
This time is the last time because I'm missing important parts.
And I promise you there won't be a next time because now you've misplaced my heart.

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raminastar's picture

I really like this, it says

I really like this, it says so much in so few words. I especially like your first line, "I've been holding on to your rope of razorblades." the visual this gives is so penetrating. The pain that comes through this very line is enough to really put one in the same emotion. I like how your flow was as well. So often we feel this terrible feeling and so often we relive it. Like a song I know said, hurt me once- shame on you.. hurt me twice- shame on me.. we allow our hearts to be blinded and in the end our puzzle is missing so many pieces we are not sure if we will ever be able to put ourselves back to together. I know for me.. in my life I think I still am missing pieces. No matter the length of time or the healing that has occured. I may always have these little holes in my soul. This piece really spoke to me. Please keep sharing!

saiom's picture

You have great acuity...'now

You have great acuity...'now you've misplaced my heart' is especially beautiful

It is my humble opinion that your soul
is always whole