Moving On

There were pillars that kept me steady,

 until time wore the edges thin,

 letting change eat through the metal 

and turn old strength to rust. 

I poured all my remaining energy into keeping the connections whole,
hoping the devotion of a kind heart could reach them—
yet holding on was like catching a shadow's mist.

So I stopped chasing the shadow's mist,
And pulled my energy back to my own mind and fist
I stopped burning my warmth for those who used to stay
And gave my heart to the ones who don't walk away.

Have you ever had to pull your energy back to protect your peace? Let me know your thoughts in the comments below.