I Am Ready To Leave Poem by Patrick William Kavanagh

I am ready to leave, for the fear has past, and there is nothing left to prove,
I am ready to leave, the time has long already past, for all that binds me here.
I am ready to leave, the knots that held me have all frayed, they lie in tattered shreds about my feet.
I am ready to leave, the nails that pinned me to this tree,
have long since rusted back to dust,
And I am free.

My burdens cease to bother me, their weight has stripped my nerves of pain,
My burdens soon will find another beast to carry them, when I have gone away.
Responsibility lies lightly on my brow, I care not what they do or say, my time is over, anyway.
It's just the fear of coming back, that keeps me here today,
but still, my time to leave has come,
No matter what you say.

My time to leave has come.
Let the bailiff knock upon my door, tell that he missed me, he is far too late.
Let the hounds of Fate come baying at my gate,
Their howling doesn't bother me at all, I've washed away the writing on the wall,
Let some other take the fall,
My time to leave is here,
but I'll be watching,
and I will be deeply touched,
If you should shed a tear.


23/01/13
Lincolnshire