eternally ephemeral [ poetry & prose ]

Homesickness

H o m e s i c k n e s s
it crawls under my skin
and it leads me to believe
that I have a home
it makes me feel homesick
for a home
that doesn't even  e x i s t

I need to know
I'll have the key
to someone's heart
where I'll stay
till the end of my days
or until it stops  b e a t i n g

I need to feel
their slight touch ignite
thousands of sparks
that can be felt
to my very bones
trembles shaking up
my very  c o r e

I need to ache
for their soul
as the world wronged them
rattled up the storm
within them
and as it did
the world would
feel my  w r a t h

Because I love
not tenderly but
as a  h u r r i c a n e

Alas
the rage inside
is fading away
to  a s h e s

And for it to
rise again
I need a  h o m e

Desperately
I struggle
to find one

I hurt for a home
not a place
but a  h e a r t

H o m e s i c k n e s s
it crawls under my skin
and it leads me to believe
there's someone
out there
wishing to feel the 
t h u n d e r  o f  m y  h e a r t  t o o

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Dedicated to Hawaiian-. This was supposed to be dedicated to you a long time back but you know, I'm a lazy butt and I just didnt want to take my laptop and log in and do this and do that and yeah, you get it.

Anyway! I wrote this thingy after an almost similar conversation we had (: