Drift (Poetry)

Another day spent

My eyes drifted

Rain drops caught me

As a painted ones in the window

I gathered my thoughts

Painting my words

In a blank sheet of my head

I feel the longing to speak, to laugh

Just like old time.

I am homesick

I am home

Home away from home.

I am homesick for a place

I am not sure if it was existed

Or still exists.

A place where my mind is clear

My heart is full and I completely understood

Not by people, but myself.