Hey there! This is Afrah back with another poem (and a conspiracy theory too). I hope you enjoy, please feel free to let me know what you think. Listening to other people’s thoughts and feedback on my work is incredibly important to me, so don’t hesitate to reach out.
I’m homesick for a place I have never known.
A place of calm and quiet, I ache to be there now; somewhere away from the constant internal and external screaming.
I wish to be there now, away from all the thoughts that plague me; in my perfect utopia.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like there, would I love it, or would I grief the loss of all I’ve known.
This rage that I wish to outrun has made me who I am today.
Am I ready to let go of it?