The Departure

The Departure…

 

The footsteps of doom deny my lungs their air

The supple, seductive skin, the beauty of her hair

As the distance increases my blood rages out of control

A sense of nervousness serenades me I’m falling through a hole

This darkness is almost nice, polite in its manner

This date was marked as imaginary, the destruction of my planner

As a tear casually strolls down my face I feel its pain extinguish my fire

A burning passion, a well gathered ambition, the theft of my desire

 

Though it took indication for a goodbye to come my way I am more than content

For the next 42 days or maybe even less I shall dwell on the time that was spent

As I stop and stare, the sun mocks and glares, the whole world laughs at my despair

All I asked for was an appropriate farewell but now I must leave for Lucifer’s lair

My soul now obliterated, the last hinge has departed, I am less than a shadow of my past,

This bulging of my brain, the divulging of my pain, how long am I expected to last?

 

Although the occasion purged mixed emotions, for I know happiness is to be found

In the form of bright lights, culture, language, a history so vast and profound

She is comfortable in her surroundings for they are acceptably pleasing

And her train of thought shall be deprived of me I can already feel my pain easing

The thought of joy showering her in the sun is deception and almost misleading

Yet it is what I shall pray for, a man of no faith, as I come to the last stop of my commute,

It is now surely over, I’ve lost my clover, its flown to the far east, in fact there is no dispute

 

The erasing of my existence, a disappointment in her persistence how can I make promise that I cannot keep?

I’m in a hole so hollow to where the living cannot follow, my heart begins to weep

A bench is the recital, one phrase truly vital, three words my revival, a hug, a guaranteed ticket to my survival

 

Back to black…not by choice…but due to circumstance…

 

My soul has departed no longer weaved to my body, this is not all above you

Do me a favour Lucifer the last I ask and tell her from me “I Love You”

 

Forgive me…