What happens when I leave ?
Will the phones stop ringing , the dogs stop barking ?will time itself stop as the earth swallows me up like a dog for a bone ?
Will they look for me ? Will they ask why I left and where I went . Or will they just throw in the towel and just forget me ?
Face it if I left would north still be north or south still south ? Will the stars shine as bright as the sun in the day ? Will the moon still rise and the sound of the banshees stop calling for my name ?
You were wrong ,nothing lasts ;once you die you cannot come back ,once you lose you cannot win at the game before , you cannot undo said words you said in spite , yet the sorrow of my "serendipity " to you is that time still goes on, wind still whites down the chimneys of an old mans house , dogs still bark cats still scratch .the only difference is that I'm not coming back and the banshees don't scream for me , they scream for the ones that made my life line blank , my life turn black and my body lose track of the world I lived in.
