what is home anyway?
a place where you're happiest
and safest
or the place you live?
a warm and happy place
surrounded by smiles
or a cold
cruel and scary
place?
no more than
a hotel,
get your food
and sleep
leave the next morning
for something better
except that
in a hotel,
the owners don't
bother you.
some days the lines blur
crying under the blankets
smiling at school
where is home?
YOU ARE READING
~ Poetry ~
PoésieJust a few poems. I'll write as much as possible. Some sad, some thoughtful. Okay mostly sad. Fun fact: Monster's Cage and Saviour were written for class.
