Calice
Poetry
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Let It Out.

What is homeIs it a placeSomewhere you're Supposed to feel Safe and completeHow do we get thereBut reallyDo we ever get there

Thought it was a worldWarm and cozyBurning you with an infinite fireSame one running in your veinsMeant to take your pain away

Say we were born to belongNo one made an actual alive description

For some could have been a priceWe shall pay

Is it a love-like-feelingCan it sustain usOr was it a cycleOf the viciousAlways had to take moreAnother way to (be) insatiable

Oh, the best partThe choicesWhether they exist at the limit of our existential sides and shapesDo they come as a belongingAnd leave us in the dark when they return

Return where?Home?But what is homeAnd where my mind should have been born toThis road doesn't feel deep as I imaginedShouldn't it be longing for moreDid we have a bountyWhen it all began hereJust right near

I breathe and when it's all overNaturally give it all backNever born to keep it ever since

Not a habit But this time Instead of preventingI let it flow and ignite it allWas a massive attack insideMay it be a favour on the bright side

How I missed the windTaking turns with my wordsRace of an explosionsRemember I told youNo longer I were able to keep it all toEntrap all the conflicts insideA new decision was to let it out