I do not belong here,
That is abundantly clear.
The constant news feeds flip through my memory and show me that this world where I abide is broken, so very broken.
War in foreign countries.
Children being killed.
Girls slitting their wrists.
Boys ending their lives.
Hatred.
Violence.
Intolerance.
Greed.
I feel sick.
Homesick.
The world was never intended to look this way and it is as if every time I turn around, another life is falling apart.
Broken pieces lie every where and I bleed when I try to pick them up.
This is not where I am meant to be,
I want to go home.
I can not stand it here anymore,
I just want to go home.
It is tearing me apart,
Oh God,
Please, can't you just take me home?
M.
