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Adrift at Home

Coming home to people so familiar
And yet I have never met these people before
Everything has changed
I am trapped within my own home
A prison of my own creation

My entire life I had to pack
Into 2 suitcases and a bag
A weight y'all made me carry alone
I didn’t bring much
And yet I still left so much behind
I was coming home in the worst possible way

I’m adrift on the sea
Floating from the only shore I see
And I really need you to be
There to drag me back

My room has all changed
Everything is shifted
Its all fractured
All the pieces are there
But they're strange and lost
Like an aberration of everything I have known
And my only consolation
I sent to where I came from

I try to reach out to you
Only met a silent cacophony
And my hand you left it empty
I am surrounded by people I’ve known my whole life
And yet have never felt so alone
Written by Thyn_Bandwagon (Drew Jenkins)
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Originally Created: April 16, 2020
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