I just want to go home

capture my fears
dry out my tears
this is not one of those fantasy poems
reality boldly presents itself
immortality is not my friend
and he reminds me that we all have to die sometime
I just hope not here
why won't it capture my fears?
I don't want to be scared
but being scared is part of my sanity
so you can't blame me if I use profanity
that’s how I release my anger
to love now, to me, is a stranger
I forgot how to love
my mind is so consumed on survival