My Final Goodbye
My first attempt at anything even resembling a poem, be kind.
As I lay down to sleep
I think of all the things I've seen
A hundred faces
A million places
All means nothing in the end
A bitter wind
An open window
How easy it would be
To be free
Free of bondage
Free of chains
Without the things that guide us through
Friendship, family even love
What does it all amount to in the end?
So steal blade in hand
A quick swipe
A dull ache
Finally realizing
Irony aside
This was My Final Goodbye
As I lay down to sleep
I think of all the things I've seen
A hundred faces
A million places
All means nothing in the end
A bitter wind
An open window
How easy it would be
To be free
Free of bondage
Free of chains
Without the things that guide us through
Friendship, family even love
What does it all amount to in the end?
So steal blade in hand
A quick swipe
A dull ache
Finally realizing
Irony aside
This was My Final Goodbye