#1844-Let go

What is close,

I sometimes don’t see.

Some in life,

Have long disappeared,

As I navigated,

Through my stormy seas.

Regrets, tears and sadness,

Are now just memories,

Hidden somewhere inside,

And out of reach.

But when I feel autumn,

In late summer’s breeze,

Something stirs inside.

Something I don’t understand.

And all I want to do,

Is run away,

To a place in my dreams,

Far from here, by the sea.

Home is there.

Among strangers.

Alone.

Maybe then,

I’ll finally let go.