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It's
time to take a break.
It's
time to give over.
It's
time to find acceptance
in
your heart and in your soul.
Admit you are not special,
you have no great purpose,
you merely exist.
It's
time to let go of fantasies,
and embrace reality's confines.
Realise you will never
be
all you thought could be.
Quell the misery you feel
at
your dreams not coming true.
Relinquish all you hope before
it
starves you of contentment.
Your
time is running out.
There
is no love, no laughter,
no
joy in believing
you
can be more than you are.
Like
a fool you bought wholesale
the
delusion that everyone matters.
If
you were to die tomorrow,
no-one
would miss you,
and
what little you've achieved
will
soon be forgotten.
In
these last few years left to you,
live
for the sake of living,
love
for the sake of loving,
create
for the sake of creating,
and
expect nothing.
I
know this to be true.
Yet
still I struggle to let go,
especially
of dreams and hope ...
It
is like giving up breathing.
Inspired by a prompt from Jill Badonsky in The Muse Is IN Writing Club.
Inspired by a prompt from Jill Badonsky in The Muse Is IN Writing Club.

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