A
Real Home
Something is stirring inside of me.
A longing for elegance and beauty.
A place to call our own.
A home, a haven, within your arms.
Feelings
struggling to come to life.
Internal battles waging war inside my soul.
Everything fighting for control.
Boundries and rules are changing.
Slowly
the feelings are coming forward.
Each has their own story to tell.
I sigh and wonder for the upteemth time
how long before we have a home of our own?
Pain
I have been hurt many times by Life.
I carry these feelings so deep that
my Heart stopped growing.
Feelings that I can hide or deny
waiting for a stronger day or a
tide to wash away the hurt.
I store away pieces of my Life that
hurts and causes repeated pain.
The kind of pain that destroys the
body and soul eating away from within.
I am hiding behind a false sense of security.
Running from memories that have shattered
my heart and Life.
Life is not fair, and there is no guidebook
that takes away the pain.
I don't dare look behind me for I know
what's waiting for me there.
Time and Again
Time and again I have heard it said and I disagree.
That everyone is created equal -
That everyone has someone to love them -
That everyone can be happy -
That everyone is entitled to hearth and home.
No
one knows why or how circumstances dictate
why some have and others have not.
Most do not care and those who do care are
helpless to change the human race.
The
Road
Upon entering this world each of us must decide.
Which roads we will travel what fortunes we seek.
No one has a predrawn map to show the future or
blot out the past.
There are no warning signs we travel at our own risk
to destines uncharted to worlds unknown. So be careful dear
traveler where your next step will be.
There is no going back you must travel forward.
When its time to leave this world and enter another.
May your soul rest in peace from the roads you have traveled.
