it’s been months
finally the sun has come out
was I in a dark dream
have i just woken up
this sunlight, so foreign
like the first time i’m feeling it
it’s almost nostalgic
triggers mood so pensive
open up the shades
let the real light in
she would cry every night trying to get him to love her again
her eyes were dark and full of sadness, a feeling she never planned
she went months without him, she started going mad
just one more touch was all she would ask
losing him, dreaming of him, she missed all the times
they used to be inseparable, in his hands, her heart still lies
time went by until she realized what had been missing
the hurt in her heart was his fault from the beginning
once again she found herself late at night
wondering why he had been gone this whole time
she knew the truth and it hurt to hear it from him
but the truth is better than not knowing a thing
if he loved her why would he leave her
hurting, breaking, alone
maybe because she didn’t know the love she had for him
until he was long gone
December 30 2:02 AM
as this train slows down
my heart speeds up
spent hours in this seat
it’s time to get up
time to move forward
just like the train
get ready for the next few months
in this new city
I have nothing
I have nobody
all I have are these heavy bags
too big for me
took myself out of a familiar place
now in this city
not one recognizable face
(October 23, 2015 12:14 AM [London])
there’s a lighthouse down this block
where I used to ride my bike
babe it’s been too long
since I’ve seen that light shine
I used to grab my things
a coat, a book, a pen
that’s all I learned to need
with simply that I was content
I spent hours of my days here
too many, or not enough
the memories are saved here
from myself and all my thoughts
one day I stopped going alone
that was when I met you
I’ve never seen the light so bright
until you first stepped in the room
I brought you to my favorite place
I trusted you with my heart
the only person who meant enough
even now that we’re apart
the days passed by, the breeze got cold
I never returned
I still pass by it once in a while
to make sure the light still burns
since you stopped showing up
I noticed some changes
the lights in the lighthouse used to be so bright
(from August 29, 2015 3:54 AM)
during the day i avoid
i avoid things i know will intrude on my peace
i filter bad words
so my mind is at peace
but at night
everything comes back in my dreams
i wake up scared and distressed
i create bad things
since i don’t confront them awake
i confront them in my sleep
Traveling is wonderful. You go away for 2 weeks, 2 months, however long you choose. You explore. Meet new people. Learn about differences between your city and the one you’re in. You put yourself out there to create the feeling of a temporary home. Then the place becomes a home. But the next thing you know you’re on the plane heading home.
Back to your “old” life. How did time go by so fast? It’s like time at home was on pause since you left, because it doesn’t feel like you have. You come back a different person with a different mind, yet everything around you is still the same. You no longer feel that freedom and inspiration to explore. You’re already in a place you know too well. You want to go back and do it over to make sure you appreciated every little detail and didn’t miss one opportunity. It’s addictive. You want to leave again. You want to experience the feeling of being new to something, someplace. There’s no place like home, yes, that’s true, but you can create a home anywhere you go. The hardest part is leaving a place you fall in love with so quickly and became a part of. A place that became a part of you.
Eventually we all head home, to our “old” lives once again. Some of us take these experiences and use them to create new lives, but some simply like the short getaway. Either way, both types of people, no matter how hard it is for them to leave a new place, us travelers know that traveling is the most enriching and self-fulfilling experience for anyone. It teaches you things about life that no story or book could help you understand.
I don’t want to go back to school,
I want to go back out there and explore the world.
I don’t want to go to college.
I’m missing out on everything while I’m stuck in a classroom.
I want to go my own way and break out of this terrible system.
I don’t want to be forced to go to school and go to college to get a job and a life I don’t want
This is NOT what I want.
I need to use the talents and ambition God gave me.
I don’t want to be another clone that these schools create.
I don’t want to be another number.
I want to explore, be myself, and live a life I deserve.
I was away for 10 days without the stress and worry, but it all hit me once I got home. I can’t get away until I actually go away.
(Just got back from Italy not even an hour ago and I have school tomorrow.)