Home is you

Home is no longer my family ,
Home is no longer where I live or stay,
Home is no longer the things I own
Home is you

You've become my home,

I've grown accustomed to you,

Your part of my everything,

It's probably deemed unhealthy at our age.

You're presence just numbs pain , it comes back when you're gone

I know you know it's there, and I know you try to shield me from my own hurt, but there's nothing you can do to stop it, misery and misfortune loves me and it always has.