Abandoning

Singing to the walls of my empty room
I find myself trying to relearn what I never could do.

For lack of any other way to go
the time draws near when I will have to brace myself
and without a sigh that could be heard
begin the bitter life of the one who has given up.

Not a sound, not a whimper,
not a crack in the worn disguise,
nothing that could wake up the sleeping betrayed.

The time draws near in which I abandon.