One last time, let me be careless
One last time, let me be rude
One last time, let me be fearless
One last time, let me be crude
For closure is also the finale
Shouldn’t it be dramatic then?
An almost cathartic rally
When you finally undo the pretense
Beneath the calmness of the soul
The dormant mind works overtime
Let me be the crime
Oh my! Just one last time.
Dedicated to all of us who’ve witnessed that one final moment of eruption of the heart and the mind, after which, healing begins. It lays the foundation for an inner dialogue. For it is only after a finale, that one can start afresh, isn’t it?
Let’s engage at firstname.lastname@example.org