The Last Day
It’s the last day and I’m not sure how to feel.
It’s the last day and I’m not sure if it’s real.
My thoughts are jumbled; they’re a pile on the floor.
My heart is starting to scream from the pain. It can’t take much more.
It’s the last day. I’ve hugged who I could. But one more would do me some good.
It’s the last day to a brand new start, but I can’t stop my wrenching heart.
I’ve bottled up my feelings for so long. To have them almost feels wrong.
I feel very lost and confused. I feel worn out and used.
I feel excitement and hopeful. I also feel scared and doubtful.
When I’m not sure if I can take anymore, life pushes me onto the floor.
It’s the last day and there are those I should thank.
It’s the last day and I’m on an empty tank.
I found friends I can never replace.
Just because it’s the last day, it won’t be the last time I see your face.
To everyone who has stepped up to help me smile, thank you. To those who have enriched my life with laughter and shelter, thank you. To those who have picked me up when I was certain I would give in, thank you. To those who have taught me that I have to be strong, thank you. To those who never stopped believing in me, thank you. To those who will be there for me no matter how stubborn or foolish I am, thank you.
I could never express these feelings out loud. I was never one for words when my emotions are too thick for me to sort. I have only ever managed a thank you and a smile.
My words, though minimal, are always real and full of sincerity. I love all of you. You have done more for me than I could ever imagine. I only hope I can return the favor.
Where one journey end, another begins.
Here’s to the next chapter.