Dear Home

Dear home, I've searched for you for a long time now, I've looked under the bed, Under the carpet, Behind all the doors, Yet I haven't met you, I've ventured souls deep, To see if you were there, I've poured myself out To deceptions of you, To find they are only temporary With the aim to delude, You come and go, But never make yourself comfortable. My house is just a fraud, Wearing you as a mask, I've been searching for you For years now, home, And yet my bed Is the closest relative to you that i've found. "Home isn't a place, it is a feeling", Then why don't i feel anything at all? I don't like this game, My turn never lasts long, It's like you're constantly rolling sixes, Or slapping me with a 'miss a go', I crave you like the planets crave the sun; They need something to orbit around, I know you're out there, I'll keep searching under the bed, I'll keep searching under the carpet, I'll keep searching behind the doors, I'll venture further into souls, Until one ventures back into mine,