Then I'll go

Hmm.

Poetic time again, eh?


As I sit here reflecting on the past,
I realise that things go by so fast.
Where, my friends will fate lead me to?

I wonder what next year will bring,
when I'll ever strum again and sing.
When to myself will I ever be true?

I dread that fateful day of departure,
when I walk down the path of my future.
And I'd probably never see you all again.

That said, each moment I will cherish more,
I'll try my best to heal old wounds and sores.
Then I can go and release myself from the pain.


Cheers,

Crawldaddy