#Poetry
Letting go of the good feels so odd
Yet the good feels so bad
This path will be the death of my soul
This path has beaten down my soul
My identity is lost
My passion is stuck in the frost
Was it really worth the cost?
Now I have to find myself again
Happiness is a foreign concept
I’m lost in this warp
Stuck, this feels like no return
But I have to find myself
I have to find myself again