Can I go Home?

Playing in graveyards, pretending we’ve found heaven. Tears blind me again today. I vaguely see a man and I know it is my Saviour. He comes to shelter me again, today. He continues toward me because I can no longer stand up,  &  with arms wide open He takes in my brokenness. He takes me in and with love tells me; “You are mine. I will love you always. I have set you free”.
Pain finds a fresh home in me each morning and He knows I will not stop crying until the day I leave this earth.It is here more than ever, I’m made aware of my belonging to another place. My soul cries “Please may I be with you away from here. Now. Please.”