A Way Back Home

I can feel it flowing through me

This poetry

As if these words have been written in my bones

Somehow this pen and paper has become my home

And in this moment

I don't feel so damn alone

If you could feel this heaviness

Right here, hammering at my chest

You would understand

Why my soul searches for peace, for rest

There's comfort here

Just breathe, let the pen steer

Lay down my regrets

Share my secrets

Secrets of hope, secrets of fear

Use them as my stepping stones

Finding my way back home

To the ones I hold so dear.