Month: November 2014

A Million Miles Away From Home

Light posts shine bright across the distance
Cold wind brushes against my skin I feel so high
Sound of silence keeps me in a trance
This darkness surrounds me underneath the big dark sky

This is never how I imagined it to be
Now I’m broke, a million miles away from home
With just the stars staring back at me
I’m falling to pieces I’ve never felt so alone

Patience wears thin, hopes run dry
Walking around in circles in this cold empty floor
I keep on wondering if life is worth a try
I’ll try and keep on knocking please open up the door

A million miles away from home
Never felt so alone
A million miles away from home
Never felt so alone

Soups and Love

Today at work I saw an old, quite fragile man carrying two bowls of hot soup. His hands were trembling, steps are struggling. He almost tripped. I came over to offer help. His eyes were kind, his smile is warm.

As we walked over to his table, I saw sitting afar the back of an old woman, wearing a purple keffiyeh over her shoulders, waiting. I gently placed the bowls of soup at their table. She smiles reassuringly, they thanked me kindly.

As I was walking back, I saw a few drops of soup on the shiny marble floor, where he almost tripped.

He was bringing a hot soup for his old wife.

I suddenly remembered my mom and dad back home.

I grabbed some napkin, wiped the drops of soup from the floor.

I went over to a corner for a second, and wept a little.