*Home*

22 10 5
                                    

Torn photocards and shards of glass all over the floor

Broken hearts and emotions I can't control

Lost too many pieces to call myself whole

Funny how I had always called you 'home'

Ignored the feeling of being left alone,

 and now astray I roam,

all vulnerable and prone

        ☄. *. ⋆☄. *. ⋆☄. *. ⋆ ~

The Stars In Your Smile || PoetryWhere stories live. Discover now