Why is it so hard to leave
My scripted life waits for me there
A separate piece of me functions faintly
Not whole or happy but a person on auto
Here, I am myself
Alive and brightly colored
Fiery and bold journeys color the tapestry
Full hearted and passionate longings exist
These dual existences drain a soul
Boarding a carriage to another part of my existence
Looking back at what being alive is
I realize why it is so hard to leave...
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2 comments:
I like it.....I feel your pain. :) But really, if you're questioning the leave, why are you leaving? *ponders*
Just me,
I had to leave. I was visiting and it was time to go back to my "home." I am coming back soon though and staying for good. I just have to get through some really tough things to accomplish it all.
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