Home

Home

not a filthy lair

to bring back

all the dirt I carried

with me, for seven years.

🏡🏡🏡🏡🏡

A touch of comfort

and simplicity

is felt inside of me,

those sacred, gentle spots

I’ve searched for

on my human body map.

✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻

Home

not a destination

to drop all of my junk,

acting like it’s a place

of no real value.

🏡🏡🏡🏡🏡

I pour out

all the tainted liquid I’ve kept

and refill my drinking bottle

with love juice,

kindness milk,

and tranquility water.

💦 💦💦💦💦

Home

a sacred, personalized temple

to seek divine assistance

to wash away all my troubles

and freshen up

with positive vibes spray.

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

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