My Poems: My Soul

Its hard to be home

I thought I needed this
This is what I asked for
So why is it so hard

I am ashamed to admit that this house is not the home I need

How come being with the people who love me the most, makes me feel so alone

I know these four walls are safe and sturdy but I am collapsing beyond salvation

I need something
renovations or new paint
just for something to change
but the concept of peace is so foreign to me
that I'm not even sure what it is that I need