I was awake all night with anticipation
Thoughts brewing in my mind
All I could Invision was this moment in time
Time, so much time has passed
Where, where did it all go?
I was awake all night thinking about going home.
Here I am at last, on my way
It feels surreal, it feels like destiny
Feels like foolish girls rambles, and nothing worth mentioning,
I was awake all night thinking, ancitpicating.
I am almost home.
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Poetry Journal for Wandering Feet
PoesíaPoetry dedicated to where I come from. how I feel being away from home where I've been What I've lived. 🌺please leave me a vote if you like my poems🤙 Please don't post on my content trying to sell me something, send a private email, or asking me...
