The Notion of Leaving
I entertain the notion of leaving
For a day or for a year
Is really no matter to me
The idea of a wandering star entertains me
Orbiting your thoughts
But never quite landing
Or at least not long enough
To hold your attention
Or your hand
Until the day
That you notice your satellite missing
And you look up
Only to find me
Next to you
I entertain the notion of leaving
And never coming back
To see the sea and smell the ocean
Watch blue skies turn to black
The thought of sadness intrigues me
Much as pain is for fun
I’d like to see someone mourn me
As a friend, a brother, a son
I entertain the notion of leaving
Perhaps just for these words
I entertain the thought of you reading them
The things you wish you hadn’t heard
The music builds to a crescendo
And I wish I could make up my mind
I wish I could do what I want to do
And leave no trace left behind
I wish that no one would miss me
As I wish the whole world would
The thought of being alone scares me
Much more than thoughts of death could
No, I shall not go today
But who knows what tomorrow may bring
I doubt it will bring you back to me
But I guess I’ll just wait and see
Copyright © Josh Mac | Year Posted 2011
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