I am at a loss of what to do.
I'm trapped in this unknown place
And I'm very sacred.
''What's going to happen to me? Will I be okay?''
Are the thoughts ringing through my head,
But my mind is calling for my comfortable bed.
I have lost count of how many days I've been here
It feels like an decade
I just want to go home where I belong.
I miss everything about home
Food, the clothes on my back, the loving care of my family....
As soon as I thought about my family, tears swam in my eyes
And I fell to the ground, crying my heart out
But no matter how much crying I did, They were not going to come to me
They were gone forever
I wish I had cherished them more while they were still here
Maybe then I would not be stuck in this sticky situation.
I can't think of what the rest of my life would be like without them
I honestly don't know what I would do with myself
My family is my motivation to be successful in this world
So without them, Who Am I?
At this point, I could care less about food and shelter
All I want is the loving embrace of my mother and us having a causal conversation
But the only person I am going to talk to is myself
But it just won't be the same.