Jul 29, 2017 · 1 min read
My head was travelling through time and space, spinning out of control,
and my hands were itching at the thought of finally being home.
But then I stumbled through the door and it wasn’t the same,
and I so badly wanted to leave this unfamiliar place.
Things have changed, I repeat to myself in my attic-like head;
my thoughts unclear, my emotions unsaid.
I was in the in-between world of my past and future selves,
stuck in a place where I couldn’t be heard, seen, or felt.
I forgot who I was, or maybe I just didn’t know,
but until then, I must set out and discover a world of my own.
-c.k.
