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