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Distant.

I feel so distant

Far far away in outer space.

floating when I am on the ground

Sometimes My mind is in otter space

When my body is here on Earth.

Please mind come back to me.

Why is my mind so distant?

Why am I so distant?

Distant

The feeling I am trying to avoid.

I'm so far away from home.

How do I get back?

Will I get back home?

I will get back.

I am home now.

Finally present in the moment.

I am home.

My home is within these words.

Within these words I am safe.

Within these words I am free.

Free to say what I want and what I need to.

I am safe.

I am home.

The words I write keep me sane.

The words I write keep me close.

All huddled up and close warm like a hug.

Maybe the warmest hug of all.

The most comfortable thing is being at peace

in my own head.

At peace with the people in my head.

No more waging wars within my mind.

No bloodshed from within.

No need to trap myself in a clear cage.

No more muffled cries,

No more fists banging on the glass

Cause I'm letting everyone out.

I shattered the glass of myself imprisonment.

I am free, I am here.

My mind and body are finally one.

My flesh and brain are connected.

What to write about when there is nothing left to say?

The silence is painful.

What is there left to do when

All out of tears?

How do I move on?

How do I move on from moving on?

I am home. I am close. I am safe. I am sane.

I have found a place to go when there is there is no where

Left to go,

a place to go when the silence is painful.

This place is my words.

I am safe within my words.

My home is within the words I write on the page.

When I feel distant I have a place to go.

When I'm lost in space

I have a spaceship to take me back to Earth.

My words are my spaceship.

Home

I am home.

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