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Where Is Home?

Broken inside,
I've fallen apart piece by piece.
Why you ask? Because everyone I love around me has turned against me.
She's going crazy,
He's confused about who's wrong and who's right.
I'm stuck in a fight I can't win.
We're in a battle slowly developing into a war and I don't know how we are gonna survive this one.
For so long I've tried to hold on,
To be the strongest I can be,
To see the brighter side, but I just don't know where I am anymore.
This fear in me shakes every bone in my body as it tells me I have nobody, but myself.
One hand in my pocket as the other gripping tightly on the only thing I have left in this world.

Home?
Which way is home?
Do you know where my home is?
Home?
Where is my home?
Where do I go?
Where can I go?
Where is home?

Can't seem to find peace within this thing called life
Or make out whether it's all an illusion or simply just a cruel simulation.
I am lost in direction,
I am so scared,
I am so afraid of where I am.
I have nowhere to turn to and I have nowhere to go.
I am lost in myself.
Can you find me?,
Can you understand me?;
Probably not.
You probably wouldn't even care to find me yet I would care to for you,
But I guess that's how idiotic I am.
Maybe that's just how simple-minded my mind works and I hate it.

Home?
Which way is home?
Do you know where my home is?
Home?
Where is my home?
Where do I go?
Where can I go?
Where is home?

Love is gone,
Hate is constantly surrounding me.
I'm hurt from every angle,
Left bruised at not touch, but at words and actions.
I'm cold only because I was made this way,
Betrayed by those I loved to the dearest of my heart I'm no longer able to trust.
Apologies are hard to come by as no one here are apologetic or sympathetic they just feel what they want to feel.
I give my life, soul, and my chance to be normal for everyone around me to live the way they wanted to live.
But they don't care because they assume I'm doing better than them when I'm actually hurting just as much as them.
But they don't see my pain and sorrow because I always turn around and wipe away the tears I cry before I can look them in the eyes and tell them truthfully " I'm fine",
So am I really fine?.

Home?
Which way is home?
Do you know where my home is?
Home?
Where is my home?
Where do I go?
Where can I go?
Where is home?

I'm in pain now,
So much pain now.
And I got to recover.
I need to relax,
So I'll close my eyes and count to ten and soon it'll be a bad dream that has come to an end.
Slowly, but surely as I drift away it will all go away.
I won't cry, there's no need to think this way just close your eyes and count to ten.
Here we go, sleeping my troubles away again.
Till then this will be our safe haven.

Home?
Which way is home?
Do you know where my home is?
Home?
Where is my home?
Where do I go?
Where can I go?
Where is home?
Written by MsRockyJackson
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