I Wish I Could Let This Go


I wish I could let this go.


I wish I could unclench my fists

Which hold too tight to worthless hope;


And release the pain and regret

To drift away from me

Like a feather disturbed by a gentle wind.


How I hate this unseen presence

Which grips my heart and my mind

Each time I’m nearing acceptance of our fate;


And makes me reach out again

Knowing there is no hope.


My grip, nonetheless, tightens again

And won’t let go.