Home

 I am coming home

Like mindless, undulating storm.

Like plague

Mistakes,

I make

On my eternal way.

I dare not to pray,

I dare not to think of home.

I am alone,

And bound to existence 

To remain unknown. 

It is a crippling condition, 

My soul’s rendition, 

My sickness and my path.

Through shattered glass

An undulating storm,

One day will bring me home!