i opened the gates for shore... i opened the sails...and prepared the rows... but i never set the course... i left my home, my sweet home... full of hate vibrating my mind pulsating my temples... i sailed never looking back. but my heart wasn't there at the boat it was left at Home... i pushed the rows but my heart screamed go back...
i was called to go back with Home...and i wanted to...dear God i wanted to...but the tide seemed to change. just when i got near the shore it pushed me back to the sea telling me...prioritize...and so i did...each row i made to do my job was a day away from Home...
i need to do this first and come back..but my Home kept crying...please come back....
and so i did to find another person living in it...
and so in anger i went back to sail away...
making up excuses up my heart hiding the fact that i was betrayed...
how could my Home...didnt i shaped her...molded her...built her from the very bossome of her origin...
Home was now "owned" by an idiot who wanted to buy her when i was busy fixing her due to my infallabilities...
an idiot who took advantage...
now more heartbroken than ever...
i sail back to the sea...my eyes forward...my heart is with me of what is left of it...like a duffel carrying sins of guilt, heartbroken and betrayal...
i set off to a horizon i dont know where it will take me...
as long as someone lives there, each day they pass will be a mile away from Home...










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