When I think of the move to London, I go through a whole range of emotions, thoughts and feelings that I myself can’t keep up with. But I gather that all this is normal when you’re not a fan of change, risk or ambiguity.
So as always, I write poetry to help me make sense of myself and to let others know that they’re not alone in what they experience.
Dedicated to all those who are torn about any decision in their lives, or are going through any form of inner conflict.
Just remember to be kind to yourself throughout it.
A part of me…
A part of me never wants to leave, I want to stay here for eternity.
Just as I am, battered and bruised, from all the adversities that I’ve been through.
But a part of me needs to fly, it won’t be happy trapped inside.
I need a new challenge, a new path, a new chapter, a new map.
Something that I can explore and drift towards, knowing that my past won’t haunt me anymore.
Somewhere that I can be a new me, but proud of who I was and dream of where I can be.
A part of me is too tired for change, don’t ask me to make all this effort again.
I want to sit still in the empire I’ve built, watch my loved ones smile and feel bliss.
But a part of me knows there are new places to see, people to meet and dreams to dream.
It’s itching for the chance to grow, it needs more than I have here at home.
Oh the constant battle we each face, with all the decisions we need to make.
We armour up each day, hoping we will be fine and sometimes we’re not but that has to be alright.
A part of me misses everything and everyone, right now and I’m not even gone.
But I guess that’s the part of me that’s already missed the past, is never present and wonders what the future holds.
As I embark on a journey that a part of me needs, the other part can’t help but to grieve.
There will be good times, hard times, bad times and so much more, there will be heartbreaks in ways I’ve not felt before.
There will be questions and answers, dreams and hopes; memories made and friendships formed.
But at the centre of all this there will always be, a part of me waiting to come home.
Love Always,
Miss Dreamer
Souloom™ 