A Poem by Inertia

A description of the catharsis of FINALLY being able to let go.


I am pushing out, pushing away.
The bitterness that once controlled me
is now the balm that reconciles me,
releases me from all these memories,
grants me the hope of starting over.

I am curling in, cutting the leash.
You made pretend that I restrained you
from false potential you invented
to feel better about yourself
when all you had was sober remorse. 

And now you have not one excuse,
nothing to blind you to the truth:
I left you shivering six months ago,
and you never spoke a word
to apologize, to heal me. 

So I have purged you from my thoughts,
if I can’t purge you from my memory.
I’ve granted myself a brand new freedom.
I do what I want and smile at strangers.
I don’t have nightmares anymore. 

© 2010 Inertia

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This is very good. I love the emotion in it and the idea of being free. "I've granted myself a brand new freedom." Tis be my fave line. ^_^

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