On the edge again
Feeling more overwhelmed than usual
What I knew to be true
Has no truth anymore
Words have lost value
And my beliefs are now being tested
Why is the truth so hard to receive?
Words on top of words on top of words mean nothing
If even one's heart is hiding from emotion
Fears play & toy with the psyche
Inviting in insecurities & resentment
To think, longevity must come with ease, must be some twisted lie we once believed
To last, to put real effort forth, comes with a price to be paid
Sacrifices for a life with a future
Now that this is known...
The question is, where is my home?
Safe place
Where am I? Where should I reside?
Where's my truth?
The truth in which I'm being loved for every flaw just as much as every perfection I own
Where's my home?
The one I call my own, knowing that even when I part from it, it's mine.
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