The front door separates two worlds.
On one side, a life of warmth, comfort, and endless love.
But this is not a life I created, it was handed to me,
Which I proudly enjoyed for years without batting an eye.
Because on the other side of that door, it appears cold and scary.
The silver lining is that somewhere…somehow outside this door,
I will build my own version of home.
A home brewed from my struggles and experiences.
One that I hope provides a sliver of feeling I’ve enjoyed all these years.
By: Ishaan Cheema