The ties that bind have released,
a piece of your past floats
mindlessly, aimlessly into
the atmosphere. Your decisions
are as vacuous as air of late,
but the great thing about it,
is once you set things free,
you are able to start fresh.
Step free of the mess you had
a hand in and begin again.
The first step is admitting
you were a part of the problem.
The umbilical has been cut;
Major Tom is a satellite on this
star-filled night. Freedom is just
another word for not giving a flying starship!
No anchor will hold once the tether
has been snipped. Release your grip and drift.
You have been jettisoned!
© Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013
Written to prompt for NaPoWriMo 2013 – Day 18 Same Word: First and Last