Leaving Home 

She was only twenty when she decided to leave.

The familiar place she’d been before she started to read.

Excitement consumed her without knowing what lies ahead,

And “I can do it.” is the last sentence she said.

Days passed by and months had passed,

While scars on her hand became visible at last.

She went home with bags on her eyes while silently asking “why?”

In this new place that she badly wanted to say goodbye.

She never imagine the hardship that awaits her,

Upon realizing that world that she’d been longing to discover.

It was never easy and hard is still an understatement,

Form the challenges she’d been through and the pains in that moment.

She seeks help but she’s alone right now,

When she chose to leave and ended up not knowing how.

How to survive in a battlefield with no ally,

And surrounded by eyes of your unknown enemy.

But she stood her ground and had chosen to walk forward,

Without minding those eyes she continued walking even it was hard.

She learned everything on her own and protect herself more,

Because in this world she chose to live she can’t be who she was before.

Years had passed since she left her home,

She became stronger and now she can freely roam.

The battlefield where she learned everything in a hard way,

Is now her comfort zone where she won’t think of running away.

The scars on her hand are reminder of all the hardships that she’d been through,

She promise now to never fear any scars that come out new.

Because leaving home is her last resort that gave her unforgettable memories,

That she’ll bring with her as she discover more of her stories.