Even if you keep on dragging me back, pulling me down, I'll only keep on shooting up like an arrow towards the target.

{ E.I }

And I let it go,
Man's most destructive weapon-
Words.

Had I known it would take so many lives
I may not have said what I said,
Now in horror I watch my loved ones in agony,
With what I had pierced their hearts with.

I was a David to a Goliath,
My stone being just a string of words.
Striking the brain
And
Successfully
Yet
Unfortunately,
Compressing the heart.

The string had now taken over their bodies.

I had to let go of
More,

So I removed my Cape of pride
And
Instead,
Stepped into the shoes of remorse.

And so I let it go
Man's most sufficient healer-
Words.

Come, when the pale moon like a petal
Floats in the pearly dusk of spring,
Come with outstretched arms to take me,
Come with lips pursed up to cling.
Come, for life is a frail moth flying
Caught in the web of the years that pass,
And soon we two,so warm and eager,
Will be as the gray stones in the grass.