God permit I go ahead,
Ignore the minor gestures that lead me to see things
That aren't really there
When I fail to see what is.
I'd rather move on
Than have to stay in the dead lands,
When the leaves have fallen
And all that remains is a glimpse of times passed.
Though the sun shines through
It is always brighter somewhere else,
And I miss the pace of immersion
Where the feelings run even deeper.
Though I've found a part of me
That I'll never again forget,
I find it painful to remember
What if I had regrets for,
I would regret.
I still have love within these walls,
But the time does not allow for growth.
Despite my wishes to made amends,
I've seen no sign that would leave me forth.
The passive pain within my chest
Can only lead me to digress
That in this place,
Where once bloomed a child,
The memories are nothing but that
And my future here has died.
I be on my way,
And this time I might even stay
Long enough to appreciate what last I missed
And surrender to my greatest gift.
Accompanied by a greater fear that was bred,
In the bones of my attempts a new life will be bled.