Gone

I’m coming back home

From a foreign land,

My stay there was longer than planned.

So much had changed during my time away;

I couldn’t find my abode, couldn’t remember the way.

I stood on the street, my feet wouldn’t move,

There was nothing I recognised

As if everything was disguised.

Am I deranged, I thought to myself,

Or has everything truly so greatly changed?

I looked around and everything was alien

Full of unfamiliar buildings and faces

So I frantically began to search for traces to lead me back to the familiar places.

Until I realised home used to be the ground I was standing on

And everyone I knew was now gone.

I fell to my knees, devastated;

I was gone too long

And guilt is the price I will pay lifelong

For I’ve come back

From a foreign land

To a foreign land.