I held onto things tight,
Never letting go of it,
even if my fingers hurt,
Letting go of it,
I would be losing a piece of my soul,
Turning into a person unknown.
But,
A cataclysm,
I set it all free,
My heart filled with incandescent hope,
I took solace in fleeting joy,
That taught me a life lesson,
Never cling to anything,
That does not make your heart sing in joy.
Lose it and let it go,
Sometimes,
a thing lost,
It may not always be a loss.
