The Beginning of the End

The Open of the Close. The Start of the Finish.
Alone.
Unwanted.
I don't want this anymore.
I can't do this anymore.
I want to move, I want to run, I want FREE.
Yes. Free.
Tomorrow? Surely not.
Yesterday. Yes.
Why do we stay? Why do we go? Up. Down. Right. Wrong.
It's all the same.
Isn't it?