they say that home is where the heart is.
but lately, my heart has been shattered to a million pieces
I can't seem to put them together anymore.
I'm so tired of looking through the mess
to find the piece that is supposed to connect here.
my home hasn't felt like home in years.
this house is losing value.
because ever since you left,
the grass hasn't been mowed.
the shingles hasn't been replaced.
and I just found out today,
that my roof has a leak.
I can't seem to find the piece.
or peace.
which ever one will bring you back,
because this house is not a home without you.
the neighbors have been talking,
and I think they want me off their street.
but I just can't find the peace.
or piece.
which ever one will bring you back,
because this house is not a home..
without you.