Un-Love by Ron Porter

Written by: Ron Porter

heaviness hangs upon my heart
discordant screaming fills my head
rigor mortis sets in on this love
killed by words that can't be un-said

the final fight took all night
soon,? ?there'll be a rising sun
to illuminate two separate ways
due to deeds that can't be un-done

there'd be no need for me to go
neither for you to sit and cry
fantasy would not be vanished
were it possible for you to un-lie

so,? ?now past the parting of ways
i bid goodbye,? ?not mere adieu
don't expect to see me around
i'll be busy learning to un-love you