Exile

I walk away from this city. Full of people who has many things to gain and have. I leave the city to those who embrace it and enjoy it. I walk down the path where people avoid and wish not to enter. I will stroll into the forest of the unknown and will endure it all alone. I leave the city where my family and friends and the one i care about among its high buildings and society. I will take this journey alone. Nothing to gain and nothing brought with me. I enter with what i have with me now. A sword with no sheath. This sword represent my anger, my soul, my heart, and my mind. This sword will be ruined by the air that i breath and rust with rain that drenches it in moist. I love the light rain that drops onto my body. It heals me but yet it would not help me with my journey. Rain does not come often in this forest. I cut my way through this forest with my sword. Hacking and swinging freely with no remorse. Without a sheath i my sword will diminish and will no longer assist me on my journey. In this forest i am alone. I will endure this alone and with no one to guide or assist me. My burden is for me alone. I will not trouble others for my own mistakes and my own fate. Love is nothing in this forest. My feet has no strength to move but i shall push on to no end. I will walk this path no matter what the challenge i will face. I will be tired and hurt and bleed but i will push on my own. In darkness there is no light to guide me. Yet the light from the moon will guide me to where my path is meant to be. This guide is my instinct that i have to make my choices. Even though it is the wrong choice but i will make a path to my own goal. I will try to do what i must even though i will not gain or get anything of the outcome. My eyes is tired but i force myself to push onwards. My hands no strengh to lift up my sword. I let go and fall to the ground. I face the sky to witness the starless sky. My eyes grow weary and i fall into a deep sleep. As i try to fight the moment to give up and open my eyes i see an aurora. The magnificent aurora which the one for me and i hope, i wish, and i pray that i will have this aurora and this lovely feeling that i feel when i see this magnetic scenery as i fall into a deep sleep and slumber into the dream of painful events and difficult time. And i await the arrival of this being that possesses the powers of the aurora to awaken me from this slumber and take me home where i belong.