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I Have to Go — Spoken Word 2 by Black

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I Have to Go — Spoken Word 2

Spoken Word,Neutral Vocals

0:003:16
Lyrics
Description
[Intro — spoken, immediate]
You speak in speed — I keep time.
Cold mug on the counter, your message a midnight chime.
[Pause]
You said I go too fast, you said you’re slow; I learned that rhythm, then I let it go.
[Verse 1 — confronting, second-person, crisp images]
You move like transit lights — flicker, green, then gone.
My coffee cools while your night scrolls on.
You text at 2AM with a tone that puts curtains up around me.
Phone face aglow, a tiny blue ocean where your promises drown.
You wear excuses like winter coats — zipped, stiff, and unreadable.
I keep leaving footprints in a hallway you never learned to look at.
[Pre-Chorus — tightening, internal rhyme]
Cold mug, cold words, cold enough to name it.
Folded maps on my shelf, corners creased from tracing what I blamed.
[Short pause]
I tried to meet your tempo — learned to slow, then learned to speed;
I learned that love is not a clock you fix by changing gears.
[Chorus — vocal motif, punchy, repeat]
I will echo. I will name.
I will speak the things that saved me.
I will echo. I will name.
I will find my rhythm, call it by my name.
[Verse 2 — first-person resolution, concrete metaphors]
I kept a drawer of small alarms — kindnesses I timed for you.
Now those alarms are humming songs that wake me up, not tie me down.
I fold the maps you handed me — routes that led back to your pace.
I trace the edges, feel the seam, and then I close the case.
Your shadow was a loud shirt, your habits the room’s heavy air.
I learned to open windows, let in a breath that’s mine to wear.
[Bridge — rising cadence, performance directions]
[Start softly — build cadence]
There’s a pulse beneath the silence — a metronome that’s mine.
Listen: small steps, steady steps, gathering like tide.
[Short staccato]
Tap. Breath. Hold. Rise.
[Longer rise]
Words sharpen: I love you — this love became a draining seam.
[Held breath]
[Chorus — stronger, clipped]
I will echo. I will name.
I will speak until the echoes change.
I will echo. I will name.
I will take my voice and walk it out the door.
[Break — intentional pause, spoken slower]
You will hear me leave in the space between your next heartbeat and your next apology.
Not loud. Not angry. Exact.
I am not the echo of your timing.
[Final — decisive, direct, borrowed line for closure]
I love you, but this is draining me — I have to go.
[Spoken very soft, then a held breath, a small laugh, then silence]