I won't be home for a night, will stay somewhere safer than home
a place that can console a mournful heart, a haven one can roam
for a night, I'll settle in the outskirts—somewhere I won't be found
just this time, a soul is confident that it wouldn't need you around
the night stills as I escape the sealed gates while everyone's inside
a friend knows a place I can stay where someone like me can hide
I won't need to ask for permission from those who've wronged me
my whereabouts remain a secret; no one has to tell my family
as the crescent moon glints, this attitude of mine stays carefree
an emasculated heart is bound to heal once it fuels with serenity
there's not a sight of a scowl on one's face telling me to change
no one has to tell me to grow up; I'll stay even if the area is strange
since I've brought all of my necessities, I won't need to go back
while the night deepens its hues, a heart places itself on track
preparing myself with an appetizing meal as I figure out my route
the resentment living in my soul will cascade and empty itself out
the ones I loved can forget about the days when I was codependent
people on my contacts won't be disturbed now that I'm independent
for the time being, there's no need for a lover or the stars to align
if anyone is worried and left wondering where I am, I wouldn't mind
the ever-changing sky is still to serenade a heart as the stars glister
disappeared in the ashen night while everyone cavils and is a resister
when they least expected it, I receded from their sight for a little while
when it comes to finding me, no one will bother to go the extra mile
the flashbacks belonging to the past won't have room to occur
a night will turn into two or three nights, and it'll happen in a blur
a thought drifted along the way home, "I should do this another time."
if I find myself in deep water, I know a place to stay in the meantime
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After the Eventide
PoetryDivided into four chapters, "After the Eventide" is a collection of poetry and prose that navigates through different stages in one's youth, thus growing up in an unsettling and unforgiving place. It circles around relationships, giving too much un...
