My sanctuary

I went back to my home at Saturday afternoon, mainly for celebrating eidul Adha.

And I already came back to Jatinangor this morning because there was lectures at 1 o'clock.

Huuh.

I really enjoyed my time with my family, being in home was almost like in a sanctuary.
When I was on my way to Jakarta, I carried heavy loads in my heart and my mind.
After 24 hours spending time in home, they were seems to be vanished like a mist.

I could really laugh, from the deepest of my heart.
I could really smile, not a fake one like I used to show to everyone recently.

Now I'm back with my loneliness, only accompanied by my room which becomes a silent witness for what I have done everyday.

The heavy loads are appearing again,
seducing me to let out the glimpse of tears from my eyes,
seducing me to scream and run to nowhere.


I wanna go home, again.
I need my sanctuary, now.