homesick

it’s a phenomenon i don’t quite get

i suppose it was my home making me sick

all the pain i wish to forget 

fresh air fills each breath

exploring the unknown depth

of the beauty between birth and death

all of my efforts finally for me 

floating over uncharted seas 

embracing the distance with ease

emotional chains,

and

growing pains 

from maturing far too soon,

no longer haunt my childhood bedroom.