i set you free

I do not know how many times I tell myself to let things go.

I’ve let it go, few times. But it came back. And keep coming back. And then disappeared.

I let go. Came back again.

I am tired.

I’m damn tired.

I am bored.

I am frustrating bored.

How many times more before I can really let things go?

I need to give myself a break.

I am now set you free.

*i dont wish you to come back.