It's time to walk on

Yes Billy, it has been such a journey,

From chaos to conservative,

From the rage to the regret.

I see you now, in the distant,

Younger than I am now,

Smiling, laughing, yet lacking the depth

Of one who has had to challenge everything,

Of one who has learned how not to run.

I can now see me,

A little tentative, a little curious,

Not entirely sure,

But still committed to a journey of emergence.

Dearest Billy, we are walking towards divergence,

For I think I see me walking out of the shadows

Of hurt and doubt.

It's not yet goodbye,

But, my dearest traveling companion,

I think it may be time for you to slowly make your goodbyes.