O my precious- Leaving looms as a huge black vulture before me And I am terrified.
I cannot buy him off with tears or with pleading And I cannot hide from his seeking eyes.
All the courage I promised myself has fled me And I tremble alone in my fear.
What will become of this raging inferno When the winds of distance fan it. Will it flash higher or gutter and die. The colossal dark bird doesn’t answer.
He only stands watching As uncaring clock hands Drag me ever closer.
The world goes out of focus with my longing. Just one moment more, a minute, an hour- A lifetime would be not enough.
O my beloved- I hear his wings flapping, waiting for me And I crumble.
Somehow I must find a face With some valor in it that can say goodbye And not drown us both in sorrow.
That can watch you go For an ever of evers And not cry out against our very God.
I am so small And your gift is so great How shall I conquer this parting.
In this, my hour of panic I would sell all of my past For one half of its time in the future. But the ebony bird isn’t buying.
He’s only beckoning me And I must go And I MUST go
O my true lover, I must go.
I had a brain freeze and attached the wrong title to this one. "Parting" is sadder and less angry sounding than "leaving". And I was absolutley crushed the night I wrote that and flew 6,000 miles away the next morning. #separation #parting #sadness #loneliness