Away From Home

Life I miss you dear For my time, it nears I know you think You’ve preached And I did not hear But I am now here And with in my most Towering moments I can not help But to be sincere For when hours become Too long for days And days seem to Outstretch our years Out in the clear Fate seems to come As it appears I reached out For those Who would not respond I look here and beyond When there was no one To be fond of Missing hours beneath the sun Days have become long And less fun With no where to run Soon I will be done How can I be peaceful When I take two steps here And get knocked back six steps there Nothing more to reach for For quiet times I questioned my blessings Outwitted suicide Residing to stressing To visualize Our opponents in the making Days, this life It’s here for the taking I see through the souls of men My near awaking I’m home but I’m not I’m in your arms but I will soon be forgot Could you hold me still If I rested my thoughts Should I take you there Would you even inhale our air Fore these seasons I donot care A homeless man With casual intensions Please be ware