Sometimes we have to let go of things that were never really there

memory, I would hold you even if you were to cut into the flesh of the spirit and the soul.
though other times I wish to cut you simply away.
memory, I wish you would wash away with water, with tears.
mistakes, I wish you would leave and leave the pot holes of your absence as route markers for paths not to take.
feelings, I would let you go if only the human will were truly willing.

confusion, you are a bitter taste to call friend.
regret. must you really be his sister?

penned.

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