I have a house
a place that I live
But what about a home?
Home is the place I go on clear nights
Concrete beneath me and
And a chain link fence behind my back
No street lights
No sound
Just me and my thoughts
It gave me a space
To feel safe
I used to be scared I would ever lose it
But I'm not anymore
Because now I have a home in your arms
I can turn my mind off and just be yours
And everything is perfect.
Everything is secure
YOU ARE READING
the attic of my mind
Poetrythis is simply a random collection of poems (and maybe a few short stories?) But it is also a reflection of me. Who I am might change one day, but this is who I am right now
