Disappear if you must.
Hide your sullen face
in your hands
that carry the weight
of weariness.
Don't bother
to wipe your tears
for they will keep falling
for one reason
or another.
The forest animals
that greet you daily
outside your door
will carry on
without you;
go if you must.
The clouds in the sky,
bringing rain
or shade,
will continue
to roll on by
day after day.
And so it will be for you;
go if you must.
Depart from all that ails you.
Find within you,
and outside,
all that may bring you comfort,
all that can provide solace.
If it is not here, then go.
Go if you must.
My only wish for you
is to find peace.
One response to “Disappear If You Must”
And don’t let the door hit you on the way out!
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