Love Life Death: A Book Of Poems

Home

I wish I had a place to call my home 

But now I'm just overgrown 

I'm tired and alone

I'm lost and feel stoned 

But I'm far from the norm 

It's like I'm some different form 

and there's a side of me that's unknown 

A work of art that's been deformed 

I feel like that dark side of the storm 

and to be honest all I want is a home