Final Parting Poem by david lessard

Who are you, to tell me what I am?
Who are you, to tell me I should care?
I know that life with you's a sham,
And you have zero, I would want to share.

Must you hoot and holler till the sun goes down?
Must you carry on and give me sorrow?
You don't wear the pants and you don't have a crown,
And I cannot linger any longer till tomorrow.

I will not war with you again, I lay down my arms,
I'll leave you to your musings, your meditation;
You'll not seduce me with your long-forgotten charms,
I'm going out that door and they'll be no hesitation.

Now you can tell the neighbors that I've gone,
And tell them just how miserable I'd been;
They may not know you sing the same old song,
But I will know and for you, that'll be the end.

Out of sight and out of mind, so the story goes,
And this time, absence will not heal the heart;
Like time, this thing called life will ever flow,
And we'll forget the past and make another start.