I wish I had never let go.

Anxiety and fear beneath that many eyes can’t see.

The deceasing of one’s soul,

How did it become this way?

Why did I let go of what was good?

Despair of moments lost,

But it become easier as time went on.

Time flew by without a moment’s thought.

Becoming and losing apart of one self when it was thought it would be found.

Oh Alas! How life is short!

It truly was true but what’s of it now?

Don’t let go of what I let go of.

Don’t waste another day’s time.

Live like it’s your last.

Once more I wish I had never let go.