My Grand Performance
This is my closing song,
My concluding dance,
Bidding my final farewell
You have given up on me,
No longer do I matter to you
And so- I give up on myself
The one promise I ever believed
Was made by you
The one promise that was most important
You broke
You swore you’d never leave
And always be there
But now you’ve left-
Never wanting to return
And you aren’t even saddened
It’s apparent you do not need me
I have filled my usefulness
And now on empty
I am left abandoned
On the long forgotten
Desert roadways
Left to decay in the boiling sun
I sing my last words
Dance my last step
Towards the edge of the cliff
The end of the knife
The barrel of a shotgun
And the open bottle of pills
Closing my grand performance
With one last whisper on my breath;
“I’m sorry, my love…”
Copyright © Rebecca Larkin | Year Posted 2016
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