Stranger In A Strange Land


I don’t have any positives to say today. But then I never did,
This kind of a solitude, isn’t something I was looking for, not something I need.
At times like these, words can become your friend or your worst enemy because there is so much of it!

I wish I didn’t have so much on my mind — all the freaking time,
I am learning to see the beauty in being occupied at all times,
They keep those demons away,
The ones that keep you awake,
That sneak up on you ,
And steal your breath.

It’s lonely out here,
When you don’t really know who you can trust,
A stranger in a strange land,
There is no constant, no home for miles.
I am learning to have faith,
Maybe it’s falsified,
But it keeps the demon in leash.

I am here. But am I here yet?
I miss everything, and yet I haven’t seen anything.

It’s lonely out here,
When you don’t really know who you can trust,
There is no constant, no home for miles,
I am learning to have faith,
Maybe it’s falsified,
But it keeps the demon in leash.

I am learning that no matter where you are,
It’s all about making home out of those suitcases that line up at the door,
No matter, which way you look,
The demons stare back at you.
You meet the glare sometimes,
But mostly you walk away.

What's in that mind of yours?!

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