The land of the free

Its hard to face that this is it

because there was no goodbye

no physical closure

just simply

sayonara

its the end

or end to our phase one

neither of us know

you're there

and I am here

the distance no longer in our heads

your baggage both physically, emotionally, mentally

has been left behind

yet we both seem to carry the weight of it

when would we let go of it

deep down do we want to?

would we take hold of it?

life is not as unpredictable as people think

it is just the realities we do not want to face 

the pill we do not want to swallow

we'd rather walk the race

but life has handed us the glass 

to take that big gulp

feel the lump in your throat

tears in your eyes

heart clenched

yet it is not enough

because you can't say you're surprised 

you saw it coming

we both did

it was just not our time

    

Fighting for the greater good

means facing the suffering of the present

whether you want to or not

no matter how unpleasant

but is there hope anymore?

we see a glimmer

but if life is truly as predictable as we think

we know that the possibility is slimmer

so I guess this is goodbye

choices have been made

 The land of the free

tell me...

how does one not take that literally?