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80 · Feb 2020
I quite miss home
mata Feb 2020
I quite miss home
Waking up to the bright smile of mum
Asking how the long night was
Wishing me a great day ahead


I quite miss home
Going to school with dad
Telling me that i was a princess in his land
Pointing at the trees as we moved through the highway
And telling me that i would rule the world

I quite miss home
Knowing that i would find a note on the fridge as i woke up
Telling me that  mum loved me no matter what
Dancing to the sound of the blender as we made juice in the middle of the day
Hoping for tomorrow to be better .

But now it feels like an empty space inside
When i wake up to the sound of the strangers all around
Knowing that no one would say that it will be okay
And no one would lend you a shoulder to cry on
When life feels like burning charcoal to your feet.


The blade inside my brain
cutting  all the old wounds  wide open
Making it feel like it was always new
yet  i know mum won’t be there to guide my steps
dad won’t be there to call me princess
And my sisters to fight with all day long

My heart feels like a black hole
Nothing to escape from it
Each and every minute reminds me of home
And i can’t do anything but stare at the same stars
Wishing that someone would also be doing the same
For it would feel less lonely
As night fades away into thin air
And the next day would feel as cold as the previous
Cause nothing feels new these days.
I wonder why James Arthur's words dig deeper into my heart.

— The End —