Hating the Day

April 30th is a day I'm dreading, and that's an understatement. There are reasons why I'm gonna hate that day. Im being terminated from my job and some of the people I may never see again.

I don't want to let go
I hear the sirens behind me
Screaming as I'm bleeding
Cuz of what precious life is being torn from my being

What gold I've found
Is being buried in the ground
A prisoner time and time again
Praying I'll find hope in
What I find insane

Not ready to let go
The day I hate is coming
It's fast approaching
And there is not a damn thing I can do
I'm losing you

I'm slipping deeper
A pain I thought I could handle
Thought I'd win this round
But I'm getting closer
To being slammed in the ground

How do you let go
When it seems logical not to
So terrified
It's like the darkness of night
And you're thrust into the unknown

I hate the day that's fast approaching
Never hated as much as this
Too much of a loss to take
It's what keeps me awake
Worse than the worst nightmare
I'm not ready for that day