Leaving Home Poem by Andrew Foxly

This poem is my last goodbye
I never want to see you all again
because now I have a new garden that I now tend

Don't try to visit me
don't even try to say 'hi'
forever I will ignore you
for I have given my last goodbye

Now I call you my enemies
When you want me to call you my 'family'
Now I have made some enemies
And am left with no family

Now I protrude my thorns at you
which have barred away so many others
These thorns are now a barrier
but just between me and my mother

for all others I let these thorns down
and remove the bars and raise them against you
These thorns will be YOUR prison
akin to the one where I was placed in by you

I hope this truth will shake heaven
I hope this truth will raise hell
I hope this truth will burn you
I hope this truth will teach you as well

Please don't try to call me
For I will never call again
Please don't try to visit me
For you know this is the end