deja vu

I have been here before,
same you, in different bodies,
same you in different fears!
closeness pushing you away once more,
same lack of kindness on your way out and
the familiar bitterness that remains…

I have been here before,
as if the scenery is set for me.
trailing the same path of teardrops,
is there love, is there not, is there?

know this game and its crooked rules,
and so good at not playing it well.
got to make the choice,
break down, or break out?

I have been here before,
but standing on the threshold now,
I am leaving the place,
leaving the game,
leaving all of you and you, all!