An Illusion of a Home…

What is a home…

Without smiles that bounce off the walls?
Without pictures to liven up the silent halls?

What is a home…

Without an embrace after a day’s rush?
Without hope and love in absolute lush?

What is a home…

Without a soul to hear my tears at night?
Without someone to stop this internal fight?

What is a home…

Nothing but stones, mud and nails,
A harbored ship which never sails!
A mystical cat with many furry tails!

An illusion of a home… Nothing more, nothing less…

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About outlived

X-dreamer, fighter and writer... Using words to unleash the pain that eats me from the inside out, day after day!
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