Saying goodbye to wilting love is one thing
but trying to let go of hatred
is agonizing and almost impossible.
You will need a strength and stamina
that is almost angelic and barbaric
at exactly the same time.
From a young lad I watched intently
its cancerous way
with once proud, handsome men
and beautiful, smiling women.
Broken shells and living ghosts
unable to shake off a bitter past
and move on
towards the light of a better tomorrow.
There is no future
if you live constantly facing yesteryear.
That self-imposed prison cell
keeps out everything except the shadows,
alcoholism and soul-destroying loneliness.
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