I gave my striped T-shirt away
It reminded me of things
I didn't want to remember
Wished of changing my whole wardrobe
Because every piece of cloth had your touch.
Never thought this would get so deep
Can't dive in
Because there's not water, yet it's wet
It's all mud, pulling me in
Got out of it, your thoughts
But this world is a globe
Brings me back again
To this place, I don't like visiting
No, the universe is telling me something
I am trying to avoid
like my misery
It's like getting answers without asking any questions
Or are they questions?
So I don't want the answers.
Like I don't want to know you
Can't you walk out of my head?
Slide through my hair into the wind
Go away, but not far
I am getting used to it
Piece by piece
Sticking it all together
So when you visit the next time
You'll see me smiling
Because torn paper can make a collage
And that's a piece of art.
After reading this poem (if you read it) you must've thought that why am I always throwing or giving away my T-shirt, right? Well, even I don't know but there's one thing I know is that letting go of things that have a relation with your emotions will simply not help you to get away with what you are feeling. You really just need to allow yourself to feel that emotion completely whether it's happy or sad, just let it sink , bury it six feet deep inside and then never open the coffin again. Haha, I have never done any of the things that I mentioned above because yes, it's hard, very hard but I think we should give it a try and you know just let it slide away.