Posted by : VANITY Blog Friday, 29 November 2013
the noise of the turbines,
the abundance of x-ray machines,
the chatter of people
some with tears, some without;
they start to get to me.
while pulling this bag of mine, I think:
this is it. I’m leaving home.
it starts getting in to me.
this is it, I’m leaving home
in hopes of finding a better place
to call home.