Letting Go

ByRick Ellsmore

No control

Is being smashed

Deep inside

Crushing decades

Of corrosiveness

What can I control?

Is haunting question

From within

I can control no one

I can control no one’s thoughts

I can control no one’s actions

I can’t control

People’s dislike of me

Nor their hate for me

If they love me

If they see me

Why?

They see

What they want to see

They listen

What they want to hear

I can’t control

Their words

Betrayal

25% truths

Slicing deep

Into my aching veins

My choices

My actions

My steps

Are lightening up

As I work on

Doing the next best thing

And with that

Letting go

Of the belief

I’m in control

Rick Ellsmore

1.29.18

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