deepundergroundpoetry.com
Farewell
I write out my farewell along the once familiar lines
It's taken me awhile but I know it's more than time
Time to say farewell as this ship has sailed its course
I'm at peace with my decision and feel no sense of remorse
Why should I be remorseful when unwanted from the start
Never truly belonging on this ride to play some part
Don't get me wrong this isn't some letter for suicide
Just a cleansing of my soul in all the corners that hide
These petty grabs for attention from memories buried deep
Though I've been meaning it for awhile along the edges they creep
To be rid of these things once and for all is such a breath of air
That I can spend my energy on other worthwhile actions with flair
Sometimes it takes some pruning and shearing off the dead
So you can see the new growth and the healthy parts instead
So it is now like a rebirth and from the ashes I will rise
To become a better poet where the limit is the skies
Focusing my energy on fruitful endeavors is now my only goal
For wasting time and energy seems a crime and so droll
The time is now and the time is right to be who I can be
I see nothing in my future but success and prosperity
It's taken me awhile but I know it's more than time
Time to say farewell as this ship has sailed its course
I'm at peace with my decision and feel no sense of remorse
Why should I be remorseful when unwanted from the start
Never truly belonging on this ride to play some part
Don't get me wrong this isn't some letter for suicide
Just a cleansing of my soul in all the corners that hide
These petty grabs for attention from memories buried deep
Though I've been meaning it for awhile along the edges they creep
To be rid of these things once and for all is such a breath of air
That I can spend my energy on other worthwhile actions with flair
Sometimes it takes some pruning and shearing off the dead
So you can see the new growth and the healthy parts instead
So it is now like a rebirth and from the ashes I will rise
To become a better poet where the limit is the skies
Focusing my energy on fruitful endeavors is now my only goal
For wasting time and energy seems a crime and so droll
The time is now and the time is right to be who I can be
I see nothing in my future but success and prosperity
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 485
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.