Closure

I need a shovel.
To dig a grave.
To bury these memories.
I have to be brave.

Brave to fight myself & you
Memories so lovely, yet so few
Those smiles so rare
That I could cry

Those tickles so crazy
Difficult to find even if I retry
Brave to fight myself & you
From red to blue

That walk along road less traveled
Unraveled treasure
That drive to the near by store
Unspoken pleasure

Brave to fight myself & you
How we grew
Those fights so cruel
I miss them now

Those silent duals
Fluttering in me somehow
Brave to fight myself & you
That's how the wind often blew

Stood by there for other to know
Presence was pleasure
Good & bad both times unseen
Nobody to measure

Brave to fight myself & you
Drops of dew
You kiss and tell what to keep
For I am at crossroads

You point me out in what to weep
For I am carrying loads
Brave to fight myself & you
Start a anew

You kiss and tell what to keep
For I am at crossroads
You point me out in what to weep
For I am carrying loads

Brave to fight myself & you
Start a anew
Myself & you
To fight myself & you

The world I give no care
I need a shovel to dig this grave
Don't ask me if it's anymore fair!