I am at a loss of what to do.

I'm trapped in this unknown place

And I'm very sacred.

''What's going to happen to me? Will I be okay?''

Are the thoughts ringing through my head,

But my mind is calling for my comfortable bed.

I have lost count of how many days I've been here

It feels like an decade

I just want to go home where I belong.

I miss everything about home

Food, the clothes on my back, the loving care of my family....

Family.

As soon as I thought about my family, tears swam in my eyes

And I fell to the ground, crying my heart out

But no matter how much crying I did, They were not going to come to me

They were gone forever

I wish I had cherished them more while they were still here

Maybe then I would not be stuck in this sticky situation.

I can't think of what the rest of my life would be like without them

I honestly don't know what I would do with myself

My family is my motivation to be successful in this world

So without them, Who Am I?

At this point, I could care less about food and shelter

All I want is the loving embrace of my mother and us having a causal conversation

But the only person I am going to talk to is myself

But it just won't be the same.