Home isn't here;

by brittany beal   Nov 8, 2007


Home is a place where you go to recover
a place you feel like you could stay forever
close your eyes and hold on tight
sleep deep, Breathe hard it begins tonight.

say your prayers and say goodbye,
leave this world to the outside.
walk through the doors of the wide open house
remember that your past has fallen off its shelf.

each day that you get through is a day that you fought
with or without help remember what you got.
every things a memory something you've let go
just remember in the end everything you were told.

told to be strong, to let the lord above reign
to be hopeful and insightful for those who came.
fight for who you are, and what you can be
the desire, the drive, that pestering need.

sometimes it takes a weak moment to walk away,
but in the end it takes strength to turn and stay.
i don't know who i am, or why it is i live
but I'm leaving today to find out who i am, and why that is.

I'm going to a place, where i can learn to stand strong
learn to be me without breaking and doing something wrong.
i hold love in my heart and I'll fight with it each day
remembering that i have a place where i can stay.

home is that place where you feel like your safe
like you have a reason to be here everyday
its the people and the things that make you come here
that give you the ability to make your mind perfectly clear.

curl up in a ball, and press your head to the wall cause when things
are too much , this is where you will fall
not on a floor in a cold darkened room,
but in a place where you can call your home and your room.

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