What’s a inch away but never reached,
Mountains to climb to try to get to it,
Dreamed and hoped of,
The answer you can’t seem to find.
What’s miles away but always within reach,
No mountains to climb to get to it,
Undreamed for and unhoped for.
The answer you try to get rid of.
Also a poem
Trying to get back to the place I use to know, being somewhere unfamiliar, looking for somewhere else to call my home, to find a home away from home. Home is where you make it though, and the other places I can’t seem to find. So I stopped looking for a different state where I could be well again, I decided to return home where I can learn to love and breath again.