Trying to get your thoughts together, when everything is just a mess in your head, is just impossible. I try to write my feelings away. Take everything wrong, and lay it on the paper before me. Leave it there so I will never have to deal with them again. But it’s trapped in my mind. I can’t organize my thoughts and fears and empty hopes and dreams. I can’t just get rid of everything. I can’t even cry them away. Crying is just a waste of time…. I do it - from time to time- but still ultimately useless.
I have never felt homesick….I think I feel the worst when I have to come back home… to everything.
