Saturday, April 5, 2008
Writer's Block: Fate
Time draws near for me to move on -
life is making a path for me.
Doors are opening.
It's nearly time to forget and leave all this behind.
As I walk away, I have but one regret -
that in doing so, I am tearing away a part of me.
It has already begun.
Not because I wish it, but because I have no choice
The decision has been made, and there is only one way out.
I ache knowing that I am being torn away -
from all I know, have known.
The torch that I carry has dimmed, and will soon fade into the night.
Soon you will forget my face -
who I am and what I was.
It is nearly time to move on,
but the drizzle has not touched your face.