
(my dreams at the lake)
So many lies have already been spoken when did this home of mine become so broken. They say home is where the heart is but where is it when your heart is shattered? and you've lost everything that has ever mattered? When all the smiles have faded and you can no longer take it! Or fake it? But at the same time how are you supposed to make it? When all you want is to grab those tear stained faces and remind them home is where they are the safest! But thats not really the truth now is it when they can feel the bruises! The bruises that you never intended hearts that cant be mended actions that cant be defended. But maybe home isnt a place after all just a building that made you feel small.....


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