A Place Called Home

A place called home I’m not welcome A tear rolls down my cheek I must go. I feel sorrow in my heart the toil burdensome Memories wither along with all that I know. As I walk away I can’t look back Faces I knew are no longer friends. I wonder where I am is this the right track The river flows onward around twists and bends. Now it seems I’m lost my heart is torn I wonder through thoughts parched and dry. The more that I learn the less I know To this cherished life I say goodbye. It’s been a year yet my heart is still torn It becomes a void consuming the good. My hands are rough my shoes are worn I’m lost in sorrow I would lose if I could. Daylight comes but soon shall fade Darkness is loneliness coursing through my veins. Still haunting are all the decisions I made The rain starts to fall erasing all these pains.