Home Sick
There is no house I crave There is no road I miss There is no wall I call mine, But yet, tell me this. Why do Pangs of Homesickness strike When I have no home to call mine Is it the boundaries of my past or the memories of ever thine (That I miss) No sweet scent follows any more Dreams now run into a wild dark mess I try to remember the face With time, I only remember less (Of our last kiss) The roads are all the same The loss weighs heavy on my chest There is no home to call mine No shelter for the soul to rest (The heart knows no bliss) To build out of emptiness A home to safeguard the hazy dreams The yearning to remember oneself Is that what homesick means? (Is that what I miss?) -Ship
