Upon Arriving Back Home

Upon introduction to myself, again.

A long lost twin, distant relative,

I’m sorry I’ve been away.

 

An English rose, a gypsy soul

But I did not wander,

I was lost.

“Blame it on my wild heart”

No, blame it on me;

For I let it happen, no atlas, no compass and too reliant on one light source to risk it.

But it turns out the darkness was just trees- nature, natural,

And I am back now.

 

I’m sorry, I’ve been away

But breathe carelessly, sleep deep

It’s okay it’s okay now.

 

Upon introduction to myself, again.

I promise to learn the rainbow of neutrals and be calm.

Never burn myself down as a sacrifice

But re-paint, rejuvenate

Move away and arrive back home.

 

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