Comical Book Romances

Socks into the parcel tied to a stick, no letters are going to be written; none with love or apathy.
Its time to move into a different life; the hardest part isn't saying goodbye, its far more remote than that.
Even with a sweater on, the cold shoulder I've given you sends chills down my spine, because my back is frozen as you see it.
You may not even care; lets just hope you do so no tears will be shed. I've been dishonest with you; only by keeping that smile on my face.
Showing my back couldn't of expressed my facial expression more perfectly; just pull the curtains down and boo the audience on.
Maybe where I am going; I won't need a piece of cloth and a stick, all I'll need is to leave you with a good sense of imagination.
The watch I don't wear says its time to go, lets just hope your sense of imagination doesn't involve a vivid scene.
This isn't farewell, its goodbye, and i hope its good for you. You'll find value somewhere else, because the polish has lost its shine in my heart.
Not that this is relevant, all eyes will read this note differently, just ask them to read it out loud, they all have a different sense of how much this means.
The final test isn't a test, its a guarantee that I am gone with the wind, I'm discontent with what I've seen, and what people are associated with.
Is there anybody out there that screams the way I do at night when I look at the word "world"? Keep screaming into the night, I might find you.
Pull out all my hair, all sanity isn't cleansed, logic doesn't even make sense anymore, facts are fiction, and cynics are speaking the truth.
When you fulfill your place in life, what is there left to do? I'm the superhero that's only saved a few people's worlds, what next is there?
An epic that no one was so excited about, but they all cheered when I left the stage with their full applause and whistles.
I'm portraying myself as a different figure, I'm not evil or good, I just am. I exist only because my heart hasn't stopped quite yet.
People have always favored your images and get lost into my abstractions, just write out a picture that I can contradict.
I'm not sorry,
"To Be Concluded..."