Change is acomming

Eerie silence fills the air

the day has come for change

My choice, my change

The last day day has come


My comfort blanket of a job has stopped

whipped away, my choice

This is the end of an era

Jobs last day has come


There is an ache inside for what I know

a sadness for leaving it behind

apprehension for what comes next

I know that this will pass


I cant expect different if things stay the same

There is always a choice, which I grab

Today is the end of my comfortable job

On Monday a new chapter starts.