idbailey23

I trust in my journey,
but it feels that mine was left behind,
in a town that only caused me pain.

It's funny the way that I write,
midnight on my lowest days,
as if this pain holds me accountable,
as if it pushes me to feel where I can not,
it's when I close my eyes and pray for the solace in this world,

It's these nights that I just want to call my dad,
the nights I wonder what I'm doing wrong,
why this world despises my energy,
dislikes my every effort,
distrusts my every thought,
it's the night that no mother can soothe,

I wish that I was in a well,
I wish that my sobs echoed so loud in my ears,
in the middle of the woods,
so loud that I wasn't so afraid to cry.
I wish that I was in a well, 
Sitting down on my knees,

Home sick.
that tends to be a common phrase,
one that I don't understand well,
I don't have siblings,
no attachment,
never in one place,
never with one person,
never connected.
I used to think it was a super power.