Two speakers in a poetic dialogue search for home as a place to release emotional weight. One asks repeatedly for sanctuary while the other reflects on exhaustion, relentless pursuit, and the fear of breaking down. The exchange captures the human need for refuge amid internal conflict.
Home? A place where I can go to take this off my shoulders? Someone take me home? Home? A place where I can go to take this off my? Should.
Take me home? Look, I didn't power through the struggle? Just to let a little trouble Knock me out of my position? And interrupt the vision? After everything I witness? After all of these decisions? All these miles, feet, inches? They can't add up to the distance that I have been through? Just to get to a place where even if there's no closure? I'm still safe? I still ache from trying to keep pace? Somebody give me a sign? I'm starting to lose face?
A place where I can go to take this off my shoulders? Someone take me home? Home? A place that I can go to? It's been a long time Sa.
