Leaving Malta

Trying to find somewhere to hide Deep within myself, but no longer can I. At the airport waiting for departure, More and more heartache, it is such torture. Feeling like a rope being tugged either way Tighter and tighter becomes the pull and Harder and harder I try to invoke fun. But it simply is not there, only growing despair. Barely able to see through tears of sadness As if a permanent goodbye, my world crumbling around me, Preparing for the worst, but without need. For none of it is real, only within me. Unable to feel happiness, weighed down with grief Trying to lose myself, avoiding feelings of loss Rejection and abandonment, Repeated patterns so well known. Like old friends Finally being cast off as a snake sheds its skin.