Walking away.

[darkness0within]

Walking away.





I turned and walked away today,

From all that has been lost,

For it’s only when the end has come,

We all know the bitter cost.



My dear you played your part so well,

While the sun was there to shine,

Enough to hide your shadows,

As you read all that was mine.



Each day I sent some thoughts to you,

To make your life complete,

So many dreams that we could share,

And your darkness I’d defeat.



But as I looked into your heart,

Your motivation came in view,

How could I think of you the same?

Our friendship then was through.



What good are all those letters now?

I once had sent to you,

You don’t even seem to read them,

Though each word I said was true.



Why hold on to all those memories?

That were written by my hand,

Perhaps it’s just out of spite,

But I know you don’t really understand.



You want to keep the past alive,

Though it is dead and gone,

To bring back perhaps those better times,

For which you now so long.



Back then you always had my trust,

A position you did not deserve,

But still I do not hold a grudge,

And a peace between us I’ll preserve.



So keep the past within a box,

And when someday you have time,

Just read the words I wrote to you,

And know that they were mine.





Darkness.

[anirbas]

*CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!*

Divine melodic ambiance to this piece, though the subject matter is resigned and sad.

Excellent, lovely writing, as always, friend Darkness.

[darkness0within]

Thank you anirbas, I'm glad you liked my friend.