kiss my cuts ❥ poetry

hayrat, trabzon.

if i return and i remain sad
i don't know what i'll do.
i'll go insane.

i know i love it more in turkey
i love life here,
everything is better here
because i'm as happy as i can be here.

no one in toronto
will never show me the same love
that my cousins in turkey do.
i was not raised close to them,
hell i barely even knew any of them
or their language
when i first came here
but their love for me
is endless.
and that's heartbreaking.

please let me be at peace here.
my blood family is all i need in this life
nothing else will make me happier
than being surrounded by my family and village.

i'm so sad upon thinking
of my return to toronto.
the city that i've faded away from,
i've become a shadow of the streets.
i don't want to come back i'm sorry.

-yavuz aile