I want to go home, and not just any house or apartment you or your parents buy. I was once told that the place I want to go to has beautiful clouds, surrounding you as you flew, and you saying, "I'm free, I'm finally free." A huge sidewalk where there is gold on the floor. Leading you to your destiny. Where you don't have to cut, fight, or have any pain, physically and emotionally. You will feel loved for once. You can enjoy every sight there is to enjoy. Angel - like creatures that may have passed through what you used to pass through, become your family. They guide you to a place, so beautiful, that you can't even take you eyes off it. God is waiting for you in there. He's telling you that he loves you, and that everyone there is happy. You believe it. And it's true. You realize that your not only happy there, but others are too. The place I want to go is heaven. Also referred as
Home.
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Depression Is A War
Poetry**TRIGGER WARNING** Now guys this is where I post all my feelings, thoughts and stuff going on in my life. I'm so sorry that this Is going to be bad. I need to put all my feeling somewhere. Again, I'm sorry. These can also be poems about depression...
