The Short Poetry Collection

Run or Go home

I'm King. I'm a normal kid who hasn't seen my family in three years. I did not intentionally go home. If you ask why? I don't know the reason either. It feels afraid to go back home, but the feeling of longing can not be denied anymore. Always worrying at the end of the year, going home or not, huh?

I went to the big city to find a job, to find a better life for myself and my family far away. It's not easy to find a job in the city, a month to work odd jobs, until I get a regular job. It's good, happy. I work with passion, always thinking about the family I left behind. Every night always make phone calls, can not video calls because my phone is not adequate. For almost a year in town, they told me to take time off to go home. My mom and dad miss me so much, said my only sister, Eira. He is still third grade Junior High.

I told him I was coming home next week and he said yes, and then immediately told Ibuk and Mr. Yeah, that was just my original plan. However, the day before my scheduled departure, I decided not to go home. In fact, I have bought a train ticket to go home, also have taken a leave of absence for a full week. I just feel scared to go home. From that day on, I no longer had any news with them. When they called, I didn't answer or say I was busy, or any other reason.

Three years went by quickly and felt empty. I still feel afraid to go home. Just scared. However, the longing that I have been holding for three years feels also urges me to want to go home. Unfortunately, the fear is still stronger to beat the longing.

This miss has grown

Fear is also great

Side by side on different sides

And refused to cooperate

I miss them

However, the heavy foot stepped

It's like a magnet embedded in there

Just an ordinary tile

I want to hug them

Hugging tightly and releasing tired

Fear locks the body tightly

In order not to run away from his grasp

Strengthen this heart

Go for this once

Even if you never say for sure

Trust this body

Before regretting later in the day

When they left and didn't come back

And you can't see for the last time

I also set myself and have strengthened my heart. No more words later, because now everything must happen and will happen without exception. Mother, Father, Eira, I'm home. Go home in the warm arms of the family. Go home to a house that will never be replaced. Go home with feelings of longing and fear.

Now, I'm at the train station, ready to buy tickets by the hour as soon as possible. Even though it feels like running home, keep quiet at the cost. But now I can't run anymore. Everything has to happen. No word tomorrow-tomorrow or any time. Now it's time to go home. Go home to them.

Now, I've got a ticket in my hand. Fifteen minutes later, the train will dock at the station. Ten more minutes the train will be docked here. Five minutes the train will come. Thirty seconds, it will come. Five... Four... Three... Two... One... Zero. The train was perfect and the door was opened. I went in and found a place. Three hours and ten minutes I'll be there. To those who have not seen me for three years. I feel like, wanting to cry. I managed to get home.

The train stops at its destination. I immediately rushed out, towards my old house, towards their whereabouts. I miss them a lot, and I'm afraid to meet them. But now, longing is like overflowing and drowning fear. I want to meet you, I really want to.

"Hum, Father, I'm coming home." I shouted from the porch as I spread out my hands.

They ran away after hearing my voice. Mother immediately hugged me tightly, Father like holding back a cry.

"Hum kangen with you, son. Why just go home now? Why don't you ever pick up your phone again? Why don't you know if I want to go home?" ibuk said after taking off his embrace.

"Sorry, Buk. Sorry this timid king. My mom is healthy, right? Eira still hasn't come home?"

She nodded, "Your sister must be very happy to see you after school. Go, in! You rest first, must be tired."

***

Eira came home after I took a shower. She hugged me tightly and said she missed. However, after that he hit me and scolded me for not coming home at that time. She's crying. Holy hooch! After three years of solitude, with no family there, I returned to feeling his warmth.

It feels tightness in the chest is gone. The miss has also come off. Fear also evaporates quickly, without having to be ordered. Apparently, there's nothing to be afraid of. He's right, I won't regret it if I choose to go home. Thank you for awakening me, myself.