I try and try again
I go out of my comfort zone
But I never succeed
I'll never fit in
But I dust the feeling aside
Because
Maybe one day
I'll find
My home
A place where I feel safe
And accepted
Rather than
This
Cold
Dark
Loveless house I live in
I don't fit anywhere in this puzzle
I'm the 5th corner piece to a rectangular puzzle
I have no place
And its killing me
Slowly eating away at me
But
I digress
Its all okay
Because
One day I'll find my home to lay
But until then
I'll sleep in my cold bed hoping to one day find the puzzle I belong to

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Poetry For The Hurt And Loved
Thơ caHello, Chris here welcome to my collection of poems. I love them... Mostly but thank you for reading hope your having a good day. Drink some water stay safe gb. 🐖