Let My Pen Bid Farewell

Said as it was long ago
Said the same though

A feeling of sickness when well
A damning of all good to hell

Intentions aside, married the bride
Where the schoolchildren inside once cried

It’s nice when it all rhymes
Afraid of the dark, it shines

I don’t look back anymore
At the blood, violence, love, and gore

Or is it all in the head
Nobody full of lead, just alone in the bed

Is that what is pain
So take it away, please, slain 

All is gone but me, so now
Life goes further, beyond what I can see, anyhow

Wind, wind will go
And when, nobody knows

There is really nothing left of love
Love is gone, no not that one, it rises above

That love is going strong
So only I’m here, wrong

I hope God knows I’m reduced
Left at my doorstep, my mind seduced

Finish me before my tears hit the floor, the crestfallen sore, before, my sea comes ashore

Lay rest to me
Impressed to be
In eternal ecstasy
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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