The ties that I cut
To carve out my peace
It’s been almost a year
I’ve made it this far
~
The habits I broke
To keep myself sane
The time that it took
I’ve made it this far
~
The places I left
To keep us away
It got very quiet
I’ve made it this far
~
The days that we cross
acquaintances we share
The silence gets mad
But I’ve made it this far
~
The events that take place
When you are around
I close my eyes waiting
Cause I’ve made it this far
~
My peace is not optional
But our friendship sadly was
I see you haven’t changed yet
You have further to go.
~
VJHD 26/1/23
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