It seemed as if his life depended on it. Like a mad man, he rushed inside his home. Just in time to see his brother walk into their only toilet.
I just want to go home,To where I can beMy most true self,To where I can stopActing to be someone else.I just want to go home,Where I am allowed to errEven when I try my best,Where I am free to cryTo my heart's content.I just want to go home,To they who makeMy very soul happy,To [...]
Regrets she had many, which made her heart ache. But that wasn't enough, so she started making amends. She started with going back "home."
Dark, pitch dark All around, With nothing to be seen, With nothing to go by. Where then, is the light They say would guide you? Dark, pitch dark All inside, With no clue, With no direction. Where then, is the light They say would guide you? Dark, pitch dark Is the colour of the season. [...]
Home. Something yet everything. One place yet many meanings. Sometimes, near. Other times, so far. Yet, it can be felt. A place of protection. A realm of freedom. Somewhere we can be ourselves. A home, not a house. Feelings, not bricks. A reassurance that we will be fine. Years spent don't make it. Warmth received [...]