Visiting the Living

Two weeks

I'll be going home in

two weeks

After two years

Away from my homeland

two years

I left it too long

How much will have changed

Too long

I should be looking forward

I should be happy, excited

I should be filled with anticipation

I am all these things

and more.

I'm scared and nervous

Worried. Afraid.

Of what has gone, what is new

It's like I died

When I left

Went away

To a better place

Now I'm going home

to haunt the land

that gave me life

first time around