Missing Me

Leaving is never easy.
It is rather hard.
And even though it may seem dreamy,
It can only make you scarred.

I’ll be missing me,
Even if no one else does.
Because exactly like at sea,
The wind blows just because.

It is sad,
Knowing I’ll be gone.
That’s why I must stay,
And live on.

I must endure the pain.
The journey is long,
But I think I can cut thorough the chains
Because to leave without a goodbye is wrong.

Not a goodbye to them,
But to me.
I deserve better
And to be free.