Let Go

Let things fall apart

if they were never meant

to grow.

Some endings

are simply truth

removing disguise.

Some cracks

are clarity,

light entering

where pretense once lived.

Not everything lost

is a loss.

Not every collapse

is a tragedy.

Sometimes the breaking

is the blessing.

Sometimes the falling

is the freeing.

Let what is weak

return to dust.

Let what is false

return to silence.

What is real

will rise.

What is yours

will stay.

Let things fall apart

if they were never meant

to grow.