for me
home is not a building
constructed of wood
and filled with furniture.
it is not a dwelling
where family members gather
once their days have ended.
my home is my safe place
where i can let myself breathe
after a long day
of holding in my breaths.
my home is the place i go
when i feel unsafe
because "it" happened again.
my home is the only place
i truly feel warmth
for it is the only place it is provided.
my home is the place i am at peace
for my mind talks too much
anywhere else.
my home is the place
i can rest
and trust will provide me protection.
for me
home is not a building
constructed of wood
and filled with furniture.
my home is you.