Some say it’s hard to wait
Some - to forget
But the worst pain of it all
Is when you don’t know when it ends
Whether to wait or to forget
To smile or to regret.
You know they might be right; in their own wicked way
If it came down to me, I’d say it’s hard to stay.
To stay through pain; With hope of gain
To fight through oceans of endless prayers
The ocean that drowned us, the ocean of our tears
We tried so desperately to see what may have been
What could have, should have, would have been
We fell in to the hole we dig way to deep
Hoping whoever is lost will never see the sheen
To fight through that darkness
The darkness that we run and run and run
Hoping to escape from what was deeply trapped
Knowing it all, we could have fought
But how can one fight, even when the love is lost
How can one fight when what one’s fighting for is so long gone
We looked for it all along
Maybe it was were we thought was home
But may I ask,……… who’s home?
Home is merely a place.
Home is a heart.
Somewhere one feels safe
And I can’t help but wonder
Were we home?
Or just in a shelter till we found one of our own?
“OH!” they say
As if they didn’t see it coming
Through all the years they were never talking
Through all the nights she slept at her mom’s
Or those evenings he came home drank
As if it weren’t right in front of them
Maybe they thought it irrelevant
Maybe they thought they still had the love they endeavored
Maybe they thought it would pass like a rainstorm
When all along it stayed there destroying all they built
They ache, as if they ever tried
When they sat by the door, and watch it crumble fast
They cried about the fire they lighted long ago
They felt desperate as it destroyed their home
Home ………………..is where they were lost