EXIT

There comes a time...
A time for primordial proclamation...
Phonic Vibration, announcing ‘time of death’...
The point of no return. The entry into everything...
Enough. No more.
I’m done. Absolutely not.
EXIT, stage any direction.
Invoking not, ‘truth or dare’.
Truth, neat.
Was blind, now I See. My Truth... has set me free.
With Love...With Gratitude...
Rest. In Peace.