Like a saucy leave that is left in crunch
This phase is playing the end tune
Your distance gave me a final punch
Like a drunken lady from an old saloon
Like water that evaporates into thin air
Our bond is broken by only truth
Looking around and you're no longer there
Like melting butter that cannot sooth
Like that last drop in a glass of wood
It gets sucked away before you can look
Accepting it's gone and over for good
Like reading the last chapter in a captivating book
Like matric farewell when all shake hands
There is no turning back from here
Antibiotics cannot treat my swollen glands
Like the splash and the sound of a tear
Like broken glass and a tube of glue
You cannot put together thought
Overstepping cloudy weather and out of you
Like it or not but you ought to
Like volcanic rivers turning into stone
Like a flower that gets crushed by hale
Like a king that gets tossed from his very high throne
Like getting sucked by a vampire into white pale
Like running a marathon in the opposite direction
Like squashing an innocent ant without dismay
Like seeing a rainbow where there is no perfection
Like asking the homeless where to stay
Like finishing off a beautiful dance
Like catching a glimpse and then leave
Like leaving the stage in a beautiful trance
Like restoring hurt with hopeful belief
