I Got To Hit The Road.

Where do I begin.
To tell about this fin.

I can no more wait.
For now it is too late.

I waited for you to understand.
To help me up...to give me a hand.

You enjoyed me… being in need.
While doing nothing to help indeed.

I wanted nothing but your being here.
I wanted you to stay with me very near.

To take the thorns away when giving me a flower.
To liberate my heart from this isolation tower.

To watch my steps while walking back into life.
To tell me where to go and when to stop to avoid any strife.

To listen to my heart when I want to complain.
To do your best to remove my pain.

I did not want an angel , I wanted a true friend.
To take this trip with me till my life comes to an end.

Now I got to say farewell my dear.
For I & my heart can no more bear.

This departure road got to be hit.
For I do not want to feel that awful regret.

You are not that true friend so, I got to go.
I am leaving because I do not want to hate you.

The True Friend is someone with whom you dare to be yourself.