Loose the Tight

I'm giving up

Maybe losing the tight string is a must,

The string of love, loyalty, and trust.

Cause my hands are already scorched and bruised.

By gripping the coarse rope of faith at most.

For I know there is no outcome,

maybe I should put away my feelings of love.

Because thee do not see my worth

of keeping the string in one forth.

Yet the marks of strong grasp and scars never fades,

whereas I conceive no pain once again.

I am now free

because I already loose the tight.