Twenty Days

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It's ten pm when the realization hits me
Twenty days.
Twenty days left of being at home,
before I walk through the doors of me future.
With tears streaming down my cheeks,
And a sad smile falls upon my lips
As I think of all the memories of the past eighteen years of life
Eighteen years filled love, happiness, and heartache.
Today I went through memory lane, saw old places
Places that brought back memories.
Today I went for a drive, told stories, my smile never leaving.
When I get asked how I feel about shipping out to basic,
I always say I'm excited, or overwhelmed
But the truth is, I'm terrified.
I'm terrified of leaving home for the first time
I am terrified of leaving behind the comfort of these moments
I'm terrified this is the last time I might see someone.
I know that most of these fears are a little much
But growing up is scary, terrifying honestly.
Six months ago I thought I was prepared for time to fly by,
But here we are twenty days from the start of my life
Feeling majorly unprepared and far too emotional,
But that's just the way life works in the end I guess.
Leaving you crying looking back on things,
wanting nothing but more time.

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