Home

The sun beats down on my face.

My vision becomes a blur.

But my mind is highlighted with my old thoughts suddenly becoming clear.

I can finally see.

My hearing dims and the echoes of the people fade.

I'm walking, but my footsteps disappear like the color in the sky on an autumn day.

So does my bittersweet memories, like the tree leaves fall from the branches.

I feel nothing, but a bliss unidentified even for the eye to see.

Stronger than my addiction for a feeling of morphine.

The thoughts run through my head thinking if I ever had a home.

But the doubt only last until the path became bright.

I slowly am captivated and consumed by the freedom.

No hesitation whether my flicker died too soon like a candle on a winter night.

No pain of regret...just the promise given the day we were born

It's loyal, to guide us to something finally meaningful.

Where does this end to, am I just another memory left forgotten?

Am I disintegrated into an abyss, that no one can explain?

Or do I turn into the dirt and ashes of this walk about world?

I am finally safe, and cared in the loving arms of this eternal flame.

So this is it, this is where I finish my story, this is what I can leave so far.

I'll fade away, or I'll explode.

...But I'm finally home.