Home
One word, four letters.
Is this the place I belong?
Where love and care is felt
and everyone is safe?
I wonder if it’s true.
Is it really a comfort zone?
A place where peace is found
and everyone is at ease?
Some say they’re happy to be home,
while me? I’m not.
I only live in a house
but never felt to be at home.
Anywhere I go,
I feel outcast.
Is it because I don’t act like them?
I just want to be me.
When will I feel this feeling,
the feeling that I’m at home.
Maybe it is just in my stories
that I wrote when depression strikes.
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Thoughts, Feelings, and Experiences
PoetryPoems are written because of experiences and imaginations where knowledge and feelings unites. When it hurts, it hurts but it's all right. Feel the pain and let poetry speak for it. 📌Poems can be triggering for some.
