You won’t understand,
And I can’t explain,
I presume it is better,
We go our separate ways.
It’s not a little sadness,
But a walk in a dark alleyway,
Where the light at the end of the tunnel,
Is almost- nonexistent.
It comes and goes in fluctuation,
More often than not, unannounced;
I fear my love, I will pull you,
Into the darkened world, I abound.
It’s not just a little sadness,
It’s a life lived- going back and forth;
Will today be the day I feel better,
Will tomorrow be worse than what’s come.
A life filled with rainbows await you,
Do not stay in my world painted grey,
Where Faith is my only motivation,
It’s best we go our separate ways.
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