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muteD Mar 2019
dear home,

i miss you.
whoever you are.
i miss your warmth.
from you,
i’d look to the stars.
it feels like i
am missing
a limb.
there is a hole
in me,
that i cannot fill.
why won’t you come back
and fill this void.
i wonder who you are.
i wonder where you are
and how i can possibly
get back to you.

you could say
i am
witnessing a thunderstorm.
in front of my eyes
a sunflower field,
for miles and miles
and right in the middle
is my home in disguised.
a tornado between
her and i.
you and him
as close as can be,
yet you and me?
there is miles ‘tween.

you were mine
and i was yours.
you were my home,
residing my heart.
you were my light,
my shining guiding star.
you were my safety,
my protector,
my guard.
but now you are missing,
please tell me,
are you happy
where you are ?

the one and only,
muteD and homeless
“I have been homeless for years.
They say home is where the heart is,
What if your heart is dead?”
-muteD

— The End —