It echoed my emotions.I discovered myself.I got the solace.It was my mom's place.The world has Covid and I had myself back.There was a huge space.Really Really Huge.I had my childhood infront of me.I did not know it would haunt me.It was a well crafted story.Walking on wet grass,witnessing sunsets, getting up and going on morning walks, conversations with a pet.All my dream I have now was something I had.But when time passes, eventually we forget things and move on. I am the same soul.I feel homesick when I think of these.I have to really change and I am locked.
Locked in unknown reasons,It's suffocating.
I can't runaway.I can't stay.I can really sit and mourn on my own endings.I wish I end up in the horizon where that big open space hugs evening sky,Running away from the shackles.I stay there in peace and enjoy my favourite place from there by seeing one more child like me re discovering herself at her maternal grandparent's place.
~N❤️
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