Out Of Exile

Entry by: Tauren

28th April 2017
Out of exile comes
maturity
Independence,
Self-sufficiency
……Or oblivion

“Why, why, why, Delilah,”
Tom Jones is rattling around my brain

You set me free
Cut me loose
But I wasn’t ready
Did not want to go
I told you this
But would you listen?

Out of exile comes
maturity?
Independence?
Self-sufficiency?
Oblivion……

The blades edge drips black
It should be crimson
That’s the moon`s fault
It`s cold and lifeless as your heart

“Why, why, why, Janice?”
I`ll not wait for them to break down the door…….
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