HOME

pain.
out of all the words existing in this planet
four letters combined from the alphabet
my mouth could easily say
knows every corner of my soul.

you aim at me your deadliest bullet
and shoot it straight to my most fragile and vulnerable part
until i'm totally scarred, for life.

you just won't let go of my heart, even if it's all torn apart. you said i was your home.

and i was scared.... yet happy.
scared because somehow, i almost believed that maybe you were home, too. the feeling that's making my heart ache, all the tears i've shed, the words left unsaid; they all define home. which is clearly not.

but at the same time happy because, finally, regardless of how broken i am, someone accepted me. even just for a short minute, in the middle of my chaos, i may not have found peace and hope, but i found home.