Let go

i know you put a lot into it
your all in all have gone too
you’ve laboured, tilled, and toiled
only waiting to reap a harvest
and then everything becomes
like musical notes written by fire
this Russian roulette is a door
a way out into something else
who would know enough to tell
but for those who dare pull
the trigger is the end
why would you want to see it through?
there’s nothing the mind
recognises better than truth
selah.

Victor Oyedele