Ready To Be Gone

Sometimes darkness comes a calling. Jotted these down last week. No worries, they are just words, thoughts and feelings. No biggy.

Don't get me wrong I've had my fun
I'm just done with being on the road I'm on
I've nothing left to do or find
and the loneliness grows it does not subside
I've had my time
and I wish you well
Thirty six years
of living hell
That's not to say that good times weren't had
it's just that they were far outweighed by the bad

and I'm ready
ready
ready to move on

and I'm ready
ready
ready to be gone