A Poem Can Close a Chapter

I've said more than my share of goodbyes
enough to know that sometimes I've left before leaving
and other times stayed behind despite my absence

there are bits of me strewn around the world
because as much as I hate change
I still cant take the blues too long
and moving on is a death I can live with

the unknown emptiness
a weight lifting contrast to
taking the lows because of the highs
tightly wound and heavy with despair
I tried to get by
without going anywhere
but my spirit has left without me before
I go when it does


I wont be whole but I'll be filled

and I'm gonna miss everything a while
especially the possibilities I built up in my mind
all the layers of beauty I'd hoped to unfold

today I know a poem
can end a chapter