It’s all about the healing and how you feel about it,
you can hold on to the past, or at least try,
but you know that it’s gone and you should say
goodbye, but you can’t,
it builds like a wall with you on the top
and you’ll fall
with no one to catch you,
only then will you wonder why,
but you know, don’t you?
somewhere inside you
where the memories chide you,
you feel welcome.
such as it is though it need not be.
© 2019, John Smallshaw.