Seven seas apart.
-Deetya


I tried to tell them, I don’t have a say,
I don’t want to but I will have to Leave,
I have to leave come what may,
Life is going to change and I do not have tricks up my sleeve,
Here or seven seas apart the only difference shall remain a day.

A hand that I now hold will disappear,
And my pillars of support will shatter,
Yet, we must leave for the good of the greater,
There is something I must tell you, dear,
I don’t want to leave, but that’s not the matter,
I know there is something else waiting in the latter.

In all this what is bigger,
Is the assurance I have,
But I am not a believer,
So I cannot be the saver.

Can I have the same life?
Can I still have the same style?
How can I go away and not suffer the plight?
Won’t my life become a lie?

I am scared brothers and sisters,
Will you forget me?
Will my pillars simply shatter?
Will I have to stay at the cliff
And say nothing matters?

© YDR