alina

we pack up our gear and we're gone again

driven by passion, outward

away from family and friends

but what they can't see is that every day I'm drowning

drowning in a sea of faces that I miss so desperately

with each flashing countenance

a torrent of emotion, joy and memories

the people I've grown to love so deeply throughout the years

i've chosen a big family and the weight of their absence has brought me more than once to tears

i wake from sleep, violently

only to witness those lives and faces disappear slowly behind me

again I'm pulled back into deep waters

washed further away from my sisters and brothers

am I truly living a dream

when the only time I spend with you is in my sleep?

like a cigarette

i want to

breath her in

keep her inside

not let her out

she might kill me

she might not

i don’t care

all my friends are sad