The End of My Great Journey

I was in a place I really loved but I had to leave it, so I wrote a poem about how I felt about leaving.

All seems lost without them here
Without them no one is really near
My heart's still hanging around
Hanging around for that great pound
Pain seems to be in every part
That hurt's still all in my heart
When everything seems to be silent
In this place everything is violent
It seems that that is the end
The end of that great bend
Now in my mind I'm really yurning
Because it's the end of that great journey