Storm Clouds Roll

In a place not quite home,

I feel quite alone,

Save for these words on this page,

I feel lost in this day and age,

Storms brew and roll through,

And I don't know what to do,

I want them to dissipate,

I want them to wash away,

But those storm clouds snow,

And then I do know...

That my home is frozen, in time, in place, it matters not, I have decided that I will sit and wait,

Let's see if I rot.

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It's just a small talk about the pain I feel at home because I feel like I'm trapped quite often.