Where Is Home?

jobe-david Poems

It seems places I call home are in all different spaces The placement is unjust, miserable in all cases Dates I can't remember, they go by so fast The last place I came from I lost with a crash It all gets confusing when motives aren't clear Far-heart intentions, my mind commandeers Actions are pointless if my love wanders long Gone forever searching to fit where I belong There's nowhere for me, especially where I am Everyday I give more ***** but less of a **** I hate being a product of a ****** up culture My ***** of a life sends me back as I approach her I hate those surrounding, surrounded by those that hate Their ****** up decisions and distorted mind states Opinions, I guess, from heads in the sand When I'm in the clouds, I'm outstretching my hand I swear if I leave, I won't ever come back Homesick feelings are something I lack Rather constant impulses of allowing my mind to roam Missing love of my heart where in my heart is home