CLOSURE
Closure doesn’t mean the same thing to me
Its just means CLOSED.
And now I just can’t deal.
I won’t deal.
The label hangs so heavy over us,
I doubt I can carry it by myself, but what chance do I have.
He’s CLOSED.
This is the part that I breathe my sigh of relief but where is it.
It’s not coming and I’m done waiting.
I feel my air supply blocked
Is this what relief feels like after CLOSURE?
Everything just feels CLOSED,
And I just can’t deal.
No sweet taste of a farewell or dawn of understanding
I can’t even voice out my frustration at confusion
All I feel is SHUT DOWN…..END
Indefinitely.
And I just can’t deal.
Without a label we lived without rules
We made concepts as we went along.
But we went from LABELED to NO LABEL.
It was expected
I had been at the finish line for at least year
But fear had made me unable to step over this white line.
You stepped over and that made me the LOSER and you the more courageous.
The race is over, the seats are emptied and it’s getting dark,
That’s what CLOSURE feels like,
Left in the dark, forgotten about, COLD.
It’s only a matter of time before the NUMBNESS settles in and that’s always worse than pain.
Numbness is the definition of lost, and right now it’s my CLOSURE.
I still can’t deal, but I’m over the line.
Wasn’t even a conscious effort, merely walked over it like it was a symbol of NOTHING.
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