The Leaving

Should I stay or should I go?

Should I lead or should I follow?

You have witnessed something far too hollow.

Through lines you saw something that caused you,

too much sorrow.

I know my days are done.

The life we lived is gone.

A sour goodnight,

to the bittersweet end.

But i will never forget you.

I want to cure this but,

all i know is medicine.

The shame is to much to take in.

Goodnight my dear.

Goodnight my light,

my broken sun.

I will leave you empty.