as we look at the sky
with the stars in our eyes
and faraway dreams
that never made it out
you look me in the eyes
and tilt my chin up
so i can see the pain
that once made a home
in your mind
and you ask me
where's home?
i hesitate
my mind searching for
an answer as if
it wasn't an easy question
so i tell you
that the only place
i'll learn to call home
is the place
my footsteps
one day
take me
YOU ARE READING
midnight melancholia
Poetryi want to have a reason to paint his sky without my melancholic sighs just a collection of my poems
