Does It Matter?

Lifetime of  homesickness,
Never one to fit,
Square peg we are,
Jammed painfully into round holes,
Tumbling to such a heavy place,
Here we  are…
Lulled  into forgetting ourselves,
Sex, money, and hollow dreams.
Dulled into numbness,
We rub sleep from  our eyes,
Trying  to  adjust to bright lights.
No one  else  dares to see,
They fear even  a glimpse,
Knowing  only the  numbness.
So we question why we came here,
Peeling layer after layer,
One heals then the next one bleeds,
Remembering who we always were,
Soul calling us home,
Does  it matter?


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