Leave

                                                     

A call, a poem, an untold letter. 

The pain I feel, but apparently it is for the better.  

I turn to leave after all I have ever shared. 

It is now mine to lonely, solely, slowly bear. 

I know I must go; I wish time would halt or slow. 

Not too soon, I will have to row; 

Away from you, from all I have known. 

Hopefully you will remember as you have grown; 

The times, rhymes, dimes together we have spent 

And how my aching, breaking, shaking heart is bent. 

Nothing I can do, yet all I want is you. 

I hope that one day our dark skies will be blue. 

My heart is beating at the thought,  

At the torment I feel I surely brought. 

On the anger towards the others, I have wrought. 

At all the faces I have sought. 

As fast as in a race, you want me to leave you no trace. 

A new place, a new pace, my stony, brave face.