Chapter V: Return to Ithaca

By Acrasia

On The Odyssey

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My heart is a harbour for sorrow

I'm better off misled

The waves of nostalgia

They fill up the empty voids that lay about my head

I could shrug it off

But voices still remain

The faces I love, I can hear them

They're calling out my name

Time is a deceitful bitch that slipped her way around my gaze

My head is worn out and my heart yearns for its home

And though these feet are bruised

I'm the one that used you for my personal gain

And now my world is faded

There's no place for me to call my own

Am I just a stranger?

Pride has become my foe

Will I fall?

All my patience has worn thin

I'm in over my head

Should I just commit this sin?

I just wanted it all

But there's no one to break my fall

And I fall a lot

As she slithers past I ask myself "Is this where I should be?"

"Where do I belong? Am I just chasing this dream blindly?"

I long to run away

Far from my mistakes

Far from all my vanity

To a place I know

A place where all my flaws won't be held against me

I hear my name in riddles

They say "It's time to come home"

"You've done more than you know"

And yet still I choke on tears of dreams unknown