I was about to start a new day,
Thoughts followed by suspiration.
Why am I here again?
Trying to escape this lorn life?
I'm here brooding in my bedroom. Again.
Worries- it triggered something.
Should I let this nostalgic reverie bewitch me?
Fine. Try me.
Can we just go back?
Where breakfast is ready whenever I wake up
Where you can hear the birds chirping every morning
Can we just go back?
Where the only thing I'm trying to escape is just a nap in the afternoon
Where I always go in a park to buy a balloon
Can we just go back?
Where hide and seek is just a game and not a feeling
Where toys are the only reason why I'm crying
Can we just go back?
Where loud music is the only noise I can hear
Where a belt is the only thing that I fear
I want to go back.
No worries, no responsibilities.
In this another round of déjà vu,
I badly want to disappear out of the blue.
What a sudden lypophrenia, I know.
But now I'm in a state of drapetomania.
Because those waves of nostalgia,
That is my querencia.
Darlene Naval | Regina Lucis High School
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