Home is where my heart dies
By Bishop M.
As I stare at you can\'t help but feel
You and I were meant to be
Both of us laying under this oak tree
I remember when I took that kneel
To protect you at all cost was my vow
From any danger even at the cost of blood and bone
I have obviously failed since you lie under this headstone
I scream at the heavens to ask why and how
Looking back at photos we took
Frolicking through fields of flowers
Time felt so fast days felt like hours
Now it\'s at a sloths pace
Drowning in my emotions within this place
We used to call home