It May be a memory or even a dream

But I yearn for a place I once called home

Where ever it is the locations unknown

only way to get there is to close my eyes

hoping you’ll be there when I open that door

When I see it I know it, I’ve been there before

I’m walking around lost, hoping you’ll find me

It’s always a little different, but also the same

I know it, I feel it, calling my name

However it becomes a nightmare

in the end I’m always running

Im screaming your name and nobody is coming

Then I realize you’re gone and nothings the same.

The love I search for is one of a kind

It doesn’t exist, figment of my imaginative mind

My heart is shattered And I feel all alone

I had you and lost you, thought I’d have more time

I wake up and remember our love was a crime

The only thing constant is saying goodbye

My home and my person

This feels like desertion

By Becca Hulen

From: United States