This feeling of uneasiness, this sudden horrible feeling, how could I describe it?
Hiraeth, maybe?
The feeling of wanting something, yet knowing the moment you desire it, you'll lose it forever.
The feeling of asking for a little favour, just a little touch, knowing it may never happen after vocalizing it.
The feeling of doubt, guilt, and a tinge of death in this cauldron of life.
Hiraeth, I think.
Home is where the heart is.
Where is it?
I don't have one, yet I miss it.
A place where you are who you want to be, who you can be, who knows no bounds.
Does a home even exist for me?
I can't picture it, I need it, please.
Find it for me, whatever it may be, I can't be me without it.
Enough!
...please?
Help me.
I want to be a bird, not a swimmer.
This feeling of uneasiness, this sudden horrible feeling, it is now clear.
I need a home that doesn't exist.
I'll find it one day.
I have found hiraeth within me, now I call out to my home.
I'll find you.
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