Living in the past

I sit and I wait 
Wait for your return
Have I done enough
My tummy starts to turn

I don’t know when it will happen 
or why I want to stay 
but here is all I’ve wanted, since I’ve been away.

I look for my home, but home is in the past.
Now everything is broken,gone and I’m the last. 
I don’t know what I want, where I’m meant to be
What I want from life, young me I am truly sorry. 

I’m so desperate to find my world but strictly clinging on 
To toxic relationships that I know have gone all wrong 
But the past is what I want, where I once felt me
A decade on and I just cannot feel free
I’ll continue the cycle until I’m unstuck and happy

I know why I go back, to feel truly loved 
Controlled, told what to do, just for that one hug
That feeling of safety when I was once a child 
Where waking up and living life, was all and enough
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Agustin Avatar
August 18, 2025 at 7:18 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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