Visiting the Living

Two weeks
I'll be going home in
two weeks
After two years
Away from my homeland
two years
I left it too long
How much will have changed
Too long
I should be looking forward
I should be happy, excited
I should be filled with anticipation
I am all these things
and more.
I'm scared and nervous
Worried. Afraid.
Of what has gone, what is new
It's like I died
When I left
Went away
To a better place
Now I'm going home
to haunt the land
that gave me life
first time around