Releasing my Tears, For what can not be


Tears by voltuzaidi

No matter, how much time has passed

There are wounds, I wish they were no more

A pain, that rises

Always, when I least expect it


The forgotten girl

The daughter, who wished she had been a boy

To have a real relationship

With the man, she calls father


Though, with time

It is, what it is

No fingers pointed

No blame does she give


Forgiveness has come

And the past, let go

But the wound remains

Allusive to the balm, to heal it so


Now, the little girl, has grown

No approval of the father

Does she now need

No hurt, does she want to inflict


But to say goodbye and good riddance

To make peace, and move on

And let her tears fall

On what can not be




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