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This is the end of us
This is the end of us as we know it
A stifled choke of a good bye
I never thought it would end this way
We can no longer rely
on the steady familiarity
of burnt toast
and freshly poured coffee
Those stale and rigid patterns
keep us suspended in status quo
Sometimes you just need
to change the trajectory
and steer the ship
And honestly
Staying dormant
is like being buried alive
There’s nothing to stop me
from blending into the wallpaper
Sometimes we cocoon ourselves in denial
The narrative plays
on repetitive playback loop
and we remain suspended
hanging in limbo
and watching the silence
The clock ticks
Let’s not linger here in holding pattern
blocking our ability to be open
to new opportunities
Our stories create the fabric of our journey
and whole heartedly, we cross borders
without knowing the destination
We have a lot to remember
We always will
In some way the bond will remain
embodied in the dreams of our children
It’s taken my all
To close this chapter
And board the train
No turning back
I know it stings
But I am set unbelievably free
to embark on a life more authentic
An exploration of self
I get to redefine the parameters
I play by my own rule book
A dangerous game
I invented myself
A stifled choke of a good bye
I never thought it would end this way
We can no longer rely
on the steady familiarity
of burnt toast
and freshly poured coffee
Those stale and rigid patterns
keep us suspended in status quo
Sometimes you just need
to change the trajectory
and steer the ship
And honestly
Staying dormant
is like being buried alive
There’s nothing to stop me
from blending into the wallpaper
Sometimes we cocoon ourselves in denial
The narrative plays
on repetitive playback loop
and we remain suspended
hanging in limbo
and watching the silence
The clock ticks
Let’s not linger here in holding pattern
blocking our ability to be open
to new opportunities
Our stories create the fabric of our journey
and whole heartedly, we cross borders
without knowing the destination
We have a lot to remember
We always will
In some way the bond will remain
embodied in the dreams of our children
It’s taken my all
To close this chapter
And board the train
No turning back
I know it stings
But I am set unbelievably free
to embark on a life more authentic
An exploration of self
I get to redefine the parameters
I play by my own rule book
A dangerous game
I invented myself
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