I'm shutting down,
permanently.
The gears in my head,
jammed with the words that you said.
They can't turn,
or spin,
or move,
you win.
I'm leaving now,
forever.
Once my wheels hit the road,
there's no coming home.
I'll vanish,
disappear,
into thin air,
and you'll never hear from me again.
Like a cloud in the sky,
I'll move on.
I'll forget everything, erased,
like your name and your face.
I'll forget you,
delete you,
and never will I,
speak of you.
Because I'm moving on.
Like a cloud in the sky,
I'm moving on.
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
I'm shutting down,
permanently.
The gears in my head,
jammed with the words that you said.
They can't turn,
or spin,
or move,
you win.
I'm leaving now,
forever.
Once my wheels hit the road,
there's no coming home.
I'll vanish,
disappear,
into thin air,
and you'll never hear from me again.
Like a cloud in the sky,
I'll move on.
I'll forget everything, erased,
like your name and your face.
I'll forget you,
delete you,
and never will I,
speak of you.
Because I'm moving on.
Like a cloud in the sky,
I'm moving on.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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