Thursday, January 5, 2012

Going

There won't be a letter.
There won't be a single tear.
There won't be a goodbye
When I choose to leave here.


It's not like you
 Would miss me if i do.
So there won't be a letter
Addressed to you.


Oh-
I've got the right to just disappear.
Oh-
Get on out of here.
So I'm going.


There won't be a blue sky
That fades to gray.
There won't be a "Why did I,
When it was going so great?"

It's not like you
Were ever going to change.
There won't be a letter
Describing pain.

Oh-
I've got the right to just disappear.
Oh-
Get on out of here.
So I'm going.
You should have seen it coming.

Don't write me a letter.
Don't cry me a single tear.
Don't tell me you miss me
Not being here.


It's not like you
Will be lonely for long.
Keep your thoughts to yourself.
I'm already gone.

Oh-
I've got the right to just disappear.
Oh-
Get on out of here.
So I'm going.

Oh-
I chose to disappear.
Oh-
Get the Hell out of here.
So I'm going.
You should have seen it coming.
Now you can see me going.  

(December 2011)

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