Five Sentence Fiction – Bubbles
to erase the past sufferings,
there is no magic potion, I know, other than let go..
to worry not about the future,
there is nothing else to do other than let go..
to be in the present, popping the bubbles as they come,
there is nothing else to do other than let it be..
it’s easier to say it all,
but to practice,
why i couldn’t, i wonder??
to let go, to let it be,
why is it harder than all the worries put together,
perhaps i will let go of my inability to let go, maybe, i will after all..
Written for Five Sentence Fiction prompt – Bubbles hosted by Lillie Mcferrin and Friday Fictioneers for the above photo prompt hosted by Rochelle.
