The words people say, cruel shades
They are but false reality
Ignore their tired refrain
that is hard for me
I do not know if my meaning clear
When I use such pain with word play
Though I call for my lady dear
Meanwhile try to walk away
Let go the haunting memories
Of past wrongs when life is short
I don’t do it for them, it’s for me
Any moment I could burst
And with the fates holding my thread
Good and tight in their hands
Would they cut me down dead
I won’t leave my regret in this mortal land
So I guess what I mean is I have to let stress go
If at any moment my body, my heart might let go of me
Holding on will only kill me slow
When I let go Like the dragon I finally fly free
The Shade of Writing 