The Profligate
Luke 15:11
Rebellion, Recklessness, Realization, Repentance, Restoration
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The Prodigal Child's Home

Forever and Never Tonight
The sun disappeared some time ago.
Evening took the world and covered everything in grey.
Night has been here long since,
But the grey of evening decided to linger.
And here I am.
Here I am lost because I'm not yet used to evening greys.
But with no escape, and no company, I have but one thing to do.
I sit and live my life in binary.
On and off, black and white.
And when I die, I rebirth and start anew.
And when I die again, I start again.
And when I die this time, I give up.
And in all my lives, I was looking for you.
And in all my lives, you were in the one before.
In all my lives, you would be in the next one.
Because you were always there yesterday.
You'll always be there tomorrow.
But you're never here when it counts.
So when I stop letting myself be reborn,
I'll look around and find myself trapped still in evening grey,
And I'll know that while I was gone, you were here.
Later, you'll be here again.
But never now.
Forever and never tonight.