i am not sure
where the end of the road
will take me today
i hope it takes me, at least, away
away from this small town in this sunny state
away from these suffocating walls
away from the ghosts of the faces of those i thought i once knew
away from the memories
of when you walked out the door
of when you left me for good
of when you tried to come back
when i thought you never would
and away
away from that time when you chose that new life over us
away from your constant grasping, craving my attention
as if we switched roles
as if i am now the parent instead and you are the child, instead
away from the childhood i once enjoyed
away from the
me-mor-ies
away from what i thought i could hold as mine and mine alone
away from what you took from me long ago