Penniless & loveless*,
With most good friends already in bed,
I embarked on a long walk home,

The 1h 40min journey,
Was like a walk down memory lane.

I passed by the houses of :
An ex-lover
An ex-objectofaffection
A good friend who moved
Father's ex-girlfriend
My grandparents

Who said processes don't matter?
It dawned upon me that nothing really matters.
Not words, not feelings, not much.
The only thing that really matters,
Is how you can be there for yourself,
When the need arise.

Just 7 days back here,
And I am already getting tired,
From all the things that occurred.

I feel so helpless,
I just wanna go [Stock]Home.

By the way Frank,
It was nice to hear from you.

*That word is an exaggeration,
But it goes well with penniless.