A Collection of Poetry

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Home is where the heart is II

Whenever I come home
I feel safe, home is safe
Then I think of you
It's safe to think of you
at home...
 
I realise it's a no-go
I left the safety of my home
for you...

I realise it's a no-show
I'm all alone
outside my home
 
Home is where the heart is
 
and my heart felt safe with you
Then I think about how
you crushed that heart of mine
and I wish I was home
 
Where it's safe, you know
and now I know
 
I'll never find home
with you...
 
1998
 

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