I recognize none of what I see,
blank walls and bright cars all around me,
where is the warmth I once knew,
the smile that would be born by just the mention.
The people seem alien,
no comforting face to see,
the calmness of familiarity lost,
that sense of belonging too far to even feel.
Each day passes by,
as though it never existed in the first place,
listless is what I feel,away,
away from the place I can call my own.
Slowly forgetting what meant most to me,
slowly unwinding to reach the shallowness of a feeling that had once filled the whole of me,
slowly withdrawing from the surroundings that defined me,
slowly withdrawing from the surroundings that defined me,
slowly becoming one with a place that remains anonymous to me.
Cant distinguish dreams from reality no more,
just when I start to think I'm back again,
to the place where I feel alive like no other,
I fall back right into the place,
the place where I never belonged at all.
My heart yearns,my fingers clutch on
to the so so far away dream,
that even a dream exists is something to live by.
Those days will never come back again,
nostalgic I will be, but with an equal amount of pain
and joy in remembering the place I once knew,
the place I will always know as home.
