"Home is where the heart is."

My heart has been on vacation,
got lost at the station,
missed it's connecting flight,
has come down with a plight.

It's missed the school bus,
forgotten how to trust,
spilled coffee in its lap,
fallen into a trap.

It's still playing dress up,
afraid still to mess up,
losing its car keys,
crying after a tease.

If home is where the heart is,
a place where a warm hearth is,
then mine has missed the boat
for I'm still just out afloat...

You know that feeling where your minds fighting between what you own and what you living for. Where you know people understand but not really understand. Idk what's worst this heartache or disheartened people around me? Idk what's worst trying to achieve the impossible or knowing the fact we are too weak for it.   Can I turn my car to some other direction?where I can search for peace?search for a life? Everything's so foggy I can't see the stars twinkling!  Dreams so silly, wonder if they'll be lasting. Good times hauntin' bad times breakin' if only I could find me.