I’ve chosen to accept
Or maybe chosen not to weep
For all the misbegotten lullabies and dreams forever swept
Beyond the momentary purchase that my hands could never keep

I’m letting go of things
Or just the ones that let me go
Because I move so imprecisely when they tighten up the strings
Around the hinges of my happiness which always seem to slow

I’ve chosen to ignore
Or maybe chosen not to care
About the promises forgotten because “those were all before”
It was decided there were reasons they were chosen not to share

I’m tearing out the veins
And all the ruptured arteries
Because a heart is just a burden filled with other people’s names
And maybe choosing to accept it’s an appendix at its best would save an ocean full of tears and so I’m letting go of all the parts of me that I invented to appease