The Cut Loose

This is a poem I wrote some weeks ago as a result of an event. However the poem got a life of his own... so it's possible the poem feels harder than the event was in reality. Concerning the event: I will not talk about it here any further.

The Cut Loose
I'm standing here,
with a broken heart
As painful as can be

I'm thinking of you
With all my love
Still darkness surrounds me

So I cut you loose
With all my strength
Till the day that I will see

You were not worth
All of my love
That day will make me free