Poets logo

Letting Go

A Piece About Letting Go of Hope

By Skye BothmaPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
Like

I held on for so long,

believing by sheer will and faith that it could work.

I grew tired,

the task grew harder.

So, the day came that my grip loosened,

and I…

just…

let…

go…

In a great rush, like a plane losing cabin pressure,

all that I held onto was swept away and I was wrenched upwards.

The distance between us became so great I could no longer see you.

The rushing has subsided and I am floating in the sky,

the sad ashes of my heart scattered to the wind.

My soul released now weightless,

watches the clouds dance.

heartbreak
Like

About the Creator

Skye Bothma

Skye is a freelance editor and writer living in rural New Zealand, where she writes about life, love and what it is to be human. She is also the author of one novel and working on her next book. Visit her website at www.skyebothma.nz

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.