I went into
exile
on this
island where there is no living soul
I cry my pain
when I though that you have exile me over there
I could drink
the river's water but you poison it with your cruelty
I could sleep
on the hay but you mess it up with your shamefulness
I could walk
on the sand but you immerse it with your nastiness
even when I
am away from you
you still
make me suffer
you can
always laugh
but you can't
never get that feeling of revenge out of me
one day
I'll take my
revenge
one day,
somewhere
I'll be free
I'll be
protect
I'll be
exile...
© Isabel
Beulence