Can I let go?

This is about being able to let go of someone who has passed away but able to keep their memory in their heart.

Can I let go?

Please tell me how

I am so lost and confused

How could you leave?

How were you able to go without me?

I sit in the rain with warm tears on my face

Asking myself

Can I let go?

I can't hold your memory without the pain

You were my refuge 

My safety

My home

I sit on this wet gravel and ponder this simple question

Can I let go?

I lay back and let the rain hit my face

How can I lay you in the cold earth if that is the case?

I know your time is getting shorter 

Shorter by the day and hour

Your memory will leave a ache in my heart

A spot to always be sore

Can I let go?

I pound my head trying to let your memory flow

To drift to a place that doesn't hurt me 

But the memory never leaves it will always be 

Stuck in my heart locked by a key

Can I ever let go? I ask myself again

I can never let go 

Not to you or myself 

The new question arises 

Am I strong enough to hang on?

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Nice job showing us how repetitive questioning can haunt a person's mind. Nice use of details to show us the surroundings (wet gravel, rain) which reflects the dreary mindset of your narrator.