Daily Prompt: Far from Home. Tell us about the farthest you’ve ever traveled from home.Photographers, artists, poets: show us DISTANCE.
I look at you in so much envy still, this idea I still can’t grasp. Why can’t I be like others that have basked in your glory with rays of sunshine gleaming over their faces? The pain I get instead leaves me not wanting more, I flee from the this idea of what you are suppose to mean. I look at the mirror and I see no pain anymore but distance. I travel back in time hoping to find a small hope of you that is good not tragic. I feel so far from you as I keep spinning into the future. Progress has spanned me from you, yet I grab onto the idea that I will be close again.