I let you go
A very long time ago
So much so
That I have nothing to hold back to anymore
I close my eyes
Trying hard to rely
On memories that fail me
However hard I try
I remember though
The bedroom closet I hid behind
Tears streaming down my eyes
Trying to shut off the noise
Praying the knife
Would not penetrate the precious soul
I remember your beauty
That faded so fast
Which sits now on my bedside
In a frame
Hollow with the pain it casts
Forgive me
For I cannot be there for you now
To hold you, to comfort you
Like I needed
All those years growing up
I let you go
A very long time ago
Because deep down
That was the only thing I could control
—mala paul
Flommist Mala Paul is a protégé of the goddess of ten hands. Form to formless all in a day’s job. A mother, designer, dancer, foodie, fashionista, blogger, who is always ready to be the change. Copyright © 2017 Mala Paul. Foto by Michelle McDaid.
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