Leaving for Home
The one you believe that you see
is not me.
The roads I´ve been walking with you
did not lead me to
the place I wanted to be.
The place in me.
I´m leaving for home.
It hurts, but I do.
I´m leaving for home.
You follow, but I do not want you to.
The cards you have played
are all seen.
A stranger at hand,
born and raised in a land
where I´ve never been.
I´m leaving for home …
My body´s been yearning,
my soul´s been on hold.
These chains that I couldn´t explain.
A pathway unfolds,
narrow but bright,
witnessing light.
I´m leaving for home
with truth in my hand.
I´m leaving for home.
For home.
Home.
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