Held On

She had her fill

of all those

that held on

to the past

old wounds and broken records

as if they were  precious jewels

that held old grudges as revenge

captured and imprisoned

the guilty and the innocent

as if they were 

 one and the same

that held on

to chains and reins

 rules and regulations

ties that binded 

so good and tight

that they just about choked

all the sponateuous life out

She had her fill

of all that fear

that didn’t have any place

rhyme or reason

in the life she intended to have

And she just decided

that she wouldn’t 

give it a second thought

another minute

any more room of her soul

because, after all,

She had her fill

and she wasn’t about to

become one of those

that held on

when it was time

to let go

Jeanna’ Mead

5 23 p.m. 8/22/17

http://www.jeannasoul.com

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