What is home?

What makes a home?
What does it look like?
Tell me.

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Is home the feeling when
~A cat purrs in your lap?
~Your mom squeezes you tight?
~There’s nowhere else you’d rather be?

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Is home where you
~Rest your head to sleep?
~Cook and share means?
~Surround yourself with your favorite things?

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Is a home where
~You run to?
~Love surrounds you?
~Selfishness has no place?

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Is home a place of
~Comfort?
~Escape?
~Peace?

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Tell me,
What does it look like?
What makes a home?

Bad Liar

Laugh and pretend that you’re crying inside.

Play it off like it naturally died.

Pretend all you want, but we know it’s lies.

If you cared, you wouldn’t run away to hide.

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Pretend you’re bound up in briars

As if you’re world is nothing but fire.

The more you say, the less good will transpire

For we all know you’re just a bad liar.

When you know everyone but yourself

When you know everyone but yourself

When you live everywhere but home

When you look anywhere but the mirror

When your thoughts are everything but still

When your mind is always occupied

When reflections scare you

You may be my friend

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She is dear and she is sweet

Involved and giving

Shows love in every way but affection

Loves the game and forgets connections with its players

Floats through and everybody knows

her.

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But is it her they really know…

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Active physically and mentally

Until almost 4 AM

Till her mind shouts

“ENOUGH I GIVE IN!”

Sleep must come first,

We’ll reflect tomorrow

But tomorrow is another

Day of empty self-evaluation promises.

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Instead she goes back to the premise

That she just needs to do one more thing

And stay that much more active

But all her mind needs

Is a chance to be reflective.

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Her body tries to tell her

All she needs is bodily, emotional, mind rest

But all she knows is everyone else

She lives in everywhere else

She breathes everything else,

When she needs to know

Herself.

Use Discretion

Give me space and time and breath.

I need a break from all this death.

Take some time to evaluate

What’s important and what can wait.

You forget to look at what could be,

And rush into things saying “me, me, me!”

Smile and think through things sometimes,

Or you’ll lose what you tried so hard to find.

Others should matter here and there.

Don’t let it all be shattered by not giving a care.

Spend a moment loving in truth

And knowing the place of others and of you.

Things should be said at times,

Others kept quiet. Just be wise.

I Lied

Love is a drug

And death is a choice

There’s lots to say

But no room to voice

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I lied to my favorite

And lost health as a result

There is no time to go back

But there is time to consult

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Expression takes lives

Faster that fathers owned by vice

Not a day goes by at all

That keeps people from the fall

You’re My Friend

You’re a wonder, a curiosity, a child.

I’m struck by a paradox: calm and wild.

We can laugh at jokes, however mild.

Yes, what a friend I have in this child.

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You’re my luck and my look  and my smile

I’ll embrace you when I see you for a while

However long it takes us to compile,

In the end we’ll unite with a smile.

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There’s no time to look at it now

But a love has grown somehow

A friendship, I’m glad we’d allow

For we will remain friends starting now.

The Last Secret

Lost, dazed, and confused.

Opening up to old and new news.

Can’t do a thing without more tattoos and booze.

There’s a section of life no one ever knew.

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I want to tell you of that one evening.

When the starts were black and scared of me n’

I was lost in the jungle, not seeing.

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I could tell you what  did happen

Relay the last bit of life suppression

Inform you of my nightmares

And the only things that still scares.

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Maybe you’ll say you don’t want to hear.

What if you no longer care, my dear?

Would you reject and turn away your ear?

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My darling and lover, just slumber.

You won’t know, instead wonder.

One day, find out my lack of thunder.

Sometimes I wish I had no secret to cover.