Losing my path.
Just trying to find my way back home.
The road is dark and lonely.
But memories long faded, are guiding my steps.
Every step is scary and nightmarish
Though if I follow the light, I’ll be there soon.
Tragedy and doubt mimic my every move.
But home is on the horizon.
The sun coming up in the distance.
I can smell freedom from here.
I can hear the sounds of peace.
I’m on my way.
I’m on my way home.


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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