Entitled to Be Free

The cinders you left behind scar my broken heart

Each day seems like I should carry myself

With no desination to be reached

Why must I drift through the spaces of your memory

Why must I feel that nothing makes sense without you

You planned the greater moments of life

Yet you pull them from beneath my feet

Why must a part of you remain in each tear

I’ve moved on yet the slight resemblance of your

presence haunts the dreams I want to have

When will you fall out of my life

With each new interaction of a relationship

You tantalize the thought of failure

With the cinders you left behind

May the wind carry them to the far reaches

Of the universe

Never to be felt again

Farwell to you S. G.

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