Just a little bit homesick

I miss the family before the fall

The house before it emptied

The time before the time ran out

The constancy I held comfort in

Every ones leaving the families gone

They all have an agenda

Yet life moves on

I need something still

            Something steady

            Something like a home

But I refuse to let this SICK new dynamic

Be my normal

I won’t get used to it

I refuse

I won’t let this be my home

I will go somewhere else if I need comforting

And if I click my heels I won’t come here

I will be a nomad if I have to

A traveler if you will

If home is where the heart is

Then my heart can stay right here in my chest

If I need a place to hang my hat
it will stay right here on my head

Weird how family can fly right out the window

I cannot sleep

Though I’m in my bed

Because the place I rest my head is not my home

HOME IS A DREAM I BUT BREIFLY OWNED.