Monday, November 11, 2013

(70) On I Go

My eyes are weary
My heart is worn
but my mother is proud of me
& so my heart is also warm

I am not worried
if this is right
everything points to the good,
but it's still a little sad

Never quite felt 
completely my own
never quite felt
like this was my home

Sorry to leave
those I love
once again
but I have no doubt
I'm headed to
where I always
Should've been

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