June 2, 2010 - 12:07am — faunet
I wish that the words that were spoken
Held no truth
That when I showed up on your doorstep
You would be home
And a brotherly hug would await me
To erase all my worries and my nightmares
That this could possible be true
So many people surrounded me
But at the same moment
I felt so alone
And lost
My eyes had dried
Bloodshot and dry
My feet were dirty
From pacing barefoot on the concrete
True comfort was hard to find
Home was all I longed for
And the peace of yesterday
Strangers would pass by and smile
I would wonder how
It seemes awhiles since I saw that expression on my face
The few days before the ceremony
The heavens wept
As did I
For I lost someone
I wont see till who knows when
Home to me was never a house
Home was the security of love that my family had for me
You see I have many homes
But there is one I miss dearly
bump(Rilke)