Letting Go

An attempt at a limerick...

The unrelenting clench of the fist

Feeding that lone vein on the wrist

Holding tight

Ready to fight

Knotting up feelings in a twist

It tries so hard to hold on

It won’t let you move on

You’re stuck for sure

Can’t see no cure

There just isn’t a sign of dawn

It’s a gruelling effort, that’s a fact

I won’t apologize for my lack of tact

A constant struggle

An emotional juggle

There’s no guarantee you’ll make it out intact

But once you’re out, it’s a moment like no other

The fingers start to unclench one another

The contents flow out

Like water from a spout

And your old smile you finally begin to uncover

The wind against your palm starts to blow

That shine in your eyes regains its glow

You can finally breathe

And sigh in relief

And honestly say you’ve let go.