Goodbye to my ego.
I can’t say I’ll miss you.
I’m sorry to do this,
But I must dismiss you.
You served me to get me to
48-years.
But also provided me
Sorrow and tears.
You see, I’m moving on
There’s no use for you here.
This is what I must do.
It’s all become clear.
I just have to let go of all the attachment.
To become the me
Who already has it.

I say these things like they are simple and they are not. At least I know where I must get to.