Home is where the heart is

Beating

Hurting

Tearing

Burning

The heart is still

But it goes on

It is lost

But never gone

The heart is cracked

It has no room

It cries to be heard

But the noises are consumed

The heart cannot move

It only wants to be free

Suffocating in a cage

The heart just wants to breathe

The heart is ignored

Until, of course, it’s needed

It tries to do what’s right

But it is too conceited

This heart has grown tired

It has too often been alone

It finds no peace in love

It does not want to go home

– KJA