SOMETIMES, DON’T FEEL LIKE HOME

Sometimes in my head I feel so weak,scared,angry and empty, Cause as the sunrise I only see my image in a circle being stagnant,crying helplessly from within but my outer face keeps wearing onto my lies and smiles deceitfully. Sometimes, my body just calls for solace and longing for where I can be a part, But my illusions keeps beating me down that I see no home with my loved ones. My heart is bleeding,feeling unloved and uncalled for. So many voices in my head but the echoes sounds more than I can hear the words clearer I’m lost in my own journey where I’m trying to find myself piece by piece,bones by bones and tears by tears Sometimes,my sanity is a definition of the Last Lost Dog that heeds to no warning Sometimes,I just want a Home