kiss my cuts ❥ poetry

refund.

i left my home.
i flew out to my fatherland
with no second thoughts or doubts in mind,
because i knew i needed to get away.

i'm living life great on vacation.
drama and stress free.
no one tells me to do anything
and i'm travelling on a daily
with my family that i've only got in contact with recently.
so tell me how am i possibly sad?

everyday i stayed in turkey,
the countdown to my return flight shortens.
and i'm dreading to have to go back.
because i don't want to have to face my reality.

i fucked up.
i was so hyped to get away
from my day-to-day routine
i thought i'd be fine going on vacation
but i'm at peace here.

this is where my father grew up in,
where my turkish bloodline were all raised,
where my family roots are from,
where my grandparents lay.
this is my home.

-trabzon, türkiye