Poetry

Facing the unknown

I think I know for sure,

What I didn't know before.

But I have this little habit

Of wanting to let my heart explore.

Perhaps I shouldn't have tried.

I guess I shouldn't care.

I think I have to go,

My feelings need to be elsewhere.

My heart is on the line,

My spirit in the air.

The wind of closing up my walls,

Is blowing through my hair.

I'm am done wasting time,

Hoping you will grow a heart.

I am punishing myself,

For even believing in you from the start.

I am done with your selfishness,

I am done with your ways,

My emotions are an ocean

And my anger the crashing waves.

My mind is the tide,

And it's trying to ride high.

But now it's time

To spread my wings and fly.

You will find someone else,

To use and abuse.

Because I will not tolerate

That stupid excuse.

I am flying I'm flying,

I'm flying away.

Don't looks for me anymore,

At the end of the day.