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There's No Going Back Home

December 2, 2017
By MarWest SILVER, White Plains, New York
MarWest SILVER, White Plains, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"If it's not alright, it's not the end."


The world around me is crumbling apart
My home with you is so empty
I keep wishing for the void to be filled but nothing seems to work

It’s all set in motion no gong back to the days of naivety, laughter, and, ice cream
There’s no going back to what everything once was before you two fell apart in an unpredictable blink of an eye

It was all so fast, crying for some and numbness for others like me
It’s the worst the time in the world not an ounce of connection
I’m afraid you’ve just made it worst in the crumbling home I once knew

Everything is changing
Everyone is a stranger, dangerous and, unstable
Everything seems like the ending of all the endings 

But, how could it in such a changing world?
Who knows how long anything will last? 
Nothing lasts forever darling

The world around me is a lonely abyss with the ruins of my childhood all around
My innocence is on the tombstone of adolescence 
Every realization snaps me back hard and fast into the dynamic, unforgiving world

Mama and dada used to be a team protecting me from the big bad world
Superheroes in my eyes once upon a time are long gone as the flawed human reveal themselves

How did I end up in such a place?

I’m all alone desperate for connection when all connection is seemingly all broken and lost
I’m lonely in world that seems to be just fine without me

My childhood home is a ghost of memories from love and laughter to hatred and screaming and, crying at the top of one’s own lungs

It’s no surprise that I shut it all out and flee to my own number 1 problems
Escaping one problem by hopping to another
Each one slapping me right in the face every time I wake up

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
The home of love and protection from Mom and Dad is long gone
The home they once built is ancient ruins

It’s all fallen apart into broken pieces of glass one million miles away from each other never to be reunited

I’m trying to find a new home with the love and attention I ever so desire from the days of my mother looking like a giant and evil not existing with everything black and white

I long to be a home where I am connected as one with all
Happy and free with no worries
But, I’m afraid there’s no going back home


The author's comments:

In a brief description of the inspiration behind this piece I had written based off my parent's seperation/divorce.


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