Where Is Home
Home is where the heart is I left mine with you
I hope you send it back when all this is through
I long to find a place that I can call home
Where I can be myself and not feel alone.
Home is not a thought but more a state of mind
Safety and happiness along with peace of mind
It seem like a word but it is so much more
Maybe I’ll find home around the next door.
I start to see how I lived my life through you
Becoming uncertainty not knowing what to do
You always stood beside me until I lost your trust
This search for my love became tarnished by lust.
Through it all something still changed inside of me
The blinders removed, I became able to see
I really always needed you to just be my friend
I find myself fighting but what was I trying to defend.
But time moves on and things just change
What was once familiar now is strange
I see the casualties but manage to survive
As I realize today I am just glad to be alive.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011
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