By Christian Valerian, Trinity College Student
Home, a place that all desire. Yet, not all found it. A place that is older than fire, Yet still relevant to this date. Home, a shelter I seek. A safe haven. But where will I ever see this heaven. Is it at the end of the ocean, or is it at the end of this galaxy? Or even beyond the pitch black? A home… that will allow me to be in a state of euphoria. That will cease the dystopia. That will erase the melancholy and bring satisfactory. A place to express, a place to relax. Everyone seeks this ancient being, this…. Home. One day, I hope to find it too. I hope I’ll see the light, Before the dark angel arrives.