Goin home after several months
Since November,
Yeah, it's been December,
And the rest of this year
Has been this long,
Precisely cuz
I wouldn't know
What I would do there
Breaking this routine could be
Harsh on my peace
But I can't be here nomore
So I've booked my tickets
I am going home to hide
Ain't gonna meet nobody
Just stay in my room
Draw the curtains shut
Nobody shall enter
Nobody shall leave
And I will stay as shielded,
As could be, and camouflaged
So much so that
My mother won't know
That I am home and hiding
Seven days
Living in mild brown daylight
Sipping teas and swiveling in my head
Goin home to hide
And regather myself, but mostly to hide
1 comment:
I may not always comment. However, you have never failed to touch my soul over the years in some way, and whenever I read you.
You are such a caring, sensitive and kind soul.
I sincerely hope that you are keeping well.
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with much love, affection & respect *hugs*
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