Where I Ought To Be Poem by Elise Colon

When I think of that place (think of that place)
yes, it is where I ought to be.
Lively, happy, complete you see
is how i felt there.
Feeling of leaving something, someone behind
that should still be mine, haunts me at times.
Leaving behind this world of mine took a bite out of me.
A hole, yes, is what it left in me.
Maybe I'll go back one day, yes, someday
But I have a fear thats oh so clear...
there could be nothing there for me.