Abandon

Written by Zelda

 

 

 

Is it murder if I beg for it in the end?

 

And was it self-inflicted if you chose to look away?

 

Chose to remove yourself

 

Only a convenient witness

 

Pretend it didn’t happen and move on

 

A sideways glance at the callous and arcane

 

I reduced to nothing before your avoiding eyes

 

When did you stop caring?

 

Or did it just become too big for you?

 

When did you choose to look away?

 

I missed it; I don’t know the threshold anymore.

 

Let me know, for next time

 

There will be a next time.

 

Please excuse

 

I thought that I could be a part of this

 

In the end it is simply beyond me

 

And now I must go until next time.

 

Because there will be a next time.

 

Because of you, there will be a next time.

 

The good soldier will be back next time.

 

Breathing loyalty friend and confidant.

 

Where is that threshold again, vulture?

 

Let me know when the circle’s due round.

 

I’m tired of seeing your feathers on the floor.