Searching, Looking, Seeking
I decorate the walls
to pretend this is home
where is home the heart
lost alone wayward, it is.
…pain
…hurt
…anguish
its in my head, repeated
…pounding
…aching
…throbbing
my heart is
…missing
…missing
…missing
latch on
hold on
squeeze tight
never let go –
—–it can’t leave
drenched cloud over-head
standing by myself
…searching
…looking
…seeking
for what?
…self-pity
…whining
…weakness
get it out of your system
there is no time for this
just always
…searching
…looking
…seeking … for my heart
