Sitting in the dark,
staring into the night
Reminds me what home is
What to others, is not right
Home isn't loud, doesn't welcome or greet
In my house, it is the quiet you'll meet.
Comfort is lacking but safety is there,
It is absent of those claiming 'it isn't fair'
Home is not a place to dwell on the past
It is used to move forward, only flaws are outcast
I go there at times to retreat from the noise,
Of phones TVs and PCs and all that destroys
Home is a place where the soul can find peace
without concern for pronouns, politics and grief
Home is the place where we all can abide
If we just take the time to delve deep inside.
About the Creator
Morden Grey
Been trapped in IT the majority of my existence. I write because otherwise, the stories would fill my brain and it would explode. I could fill the planet Jupiter with the number of adventures that continually take place within my head.
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