Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Farewell

And the night fell upon our sunset...
The heat of day was washed away with each breath...
I had been here before, I had seen this in the past...

No more misfortunes, no more unwanted turns.
The end would be swift and painless.
A knife in plain view.

Your wings broken, my will unbent,
Such sorrow shared with passion.

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance,
Sometimes the end is the beginning.

Just make sure you keep it straight,
Set your North where it should be.
Think twice, don't hesitate, be smart.

I won't be there no more...
I won't hear your thoughts no more...

This time, I ride my own road...

Alone.