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The Reckoning





The moment approaches and soon it will be gone. Theres a very good chance when it does i will be giving myself heart and soul to someone else when you don't show up as expected. You'll finally get your wish and be able to tell my kid I'm a deadbeat dad. Because this time i will walk away forever. I won't look back another time when all hope is gone. This is our final moment. Time for you to decide what comes next.

Because the other answer is oblivion. 

You dont get to hurt me anymore. And i wont hurt because of you and yours anymore. Haven't we suffered enough pain together as a family. I loved her too. But you keep twisting the knife and i need to find my own place of peace. And as long as your in my life i am not sure i will ever find that moment. So i think its best i give you one final moment and then walk away. Better for us all if I'm a faded fucking memory of someone i used to be. Thats who you were in love with. Not me.

After this, no second chances. No going back to the way it used to be. It needs to end. One way or another. Period.

I'm staying angry this time because i am sick of simply being hurt by you. It's always about you and never about me and who i have been. I interest you agian because suddenly in my old age I am interesing agian.

Bitch, please... I've always been interrsting and lived an interesting life. You just suddlenly started to value it and more lkekly be jealous by it. I'm not sitting at home being miserable.

I never have been. I lived. I didn't have a choice otherwise. You took that away from me. More than once. I had to be out there with my guitar in thorold even. None of that has ever been forgotten.

But one day, you will be.


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