You’ll find yourself in your deepest moments of despair,
You’ll find yourself in the quiet moments alone,
You’ll find yourself at university and
You’ll find yourself in me.
Travelling does tests your boundaries,
Tests your insecurities,
Challenges your sense of self,
Tests your adaptability to survive in the unknown.
I’m not sure in travelling I am finding myself,
I believe that because I have already touched the deepest
corners of my soul,
Travelling is simply a life goal,
Not a journey of self-definition for me, simply a journey to
be free.
I know that in leaving my home, my country,
I am putting distance between you and me,
But how else could I possibly heal,
From the mental torment and constant fear.
I’ve found myself in the deepest of depressions,
In the moments of pure ecstasy,
In the tides and currents of the sea,
I know the universe and it knows me.
I’ve tested my inner strength,
Really stretched my capacity,
Lived through horrors that no one should ever see,
Gotten to a point where I really like me.
So what is this journey all about?
If not to somehow find myself,
Perhaps finding isn’t the goal of it all,
Maybe getting lost is the purpose of travelling alone.
