Home

Home is a place where we eat, sleep, and think, built upon the foundations of emotions, that travels through time, and endless oceans. A collection of my thoughts race through my mind, when I'm at home I dim the lights, now darkness roams where no single thought gets to slide, Home sweet Home indeed has it's darkside, where lies, secrets, and deception reside, a place where the outside world don't exist, but never knew only what the eyes, chooses to see, a beautiful facade dressed in sheep's clothing, a fantasy world full of misery and mass illusions. What's on the other side of that place we call Home. What lurks within the cracks and crevices, only Home knows and it's not always what one assumes, it's sometimes how you're feeling, Like, all things life took you through- only Home knows, what the mind consumed. Does one has a Home of love or trapped within a house of horrors, no one never really knows only what the face of happiness shows, an entrapment of sadness, misery, and pain on the inside, buried in utter shame, where dark thoughts continue to travel down memory lane. With no once of hope or light in sight, Home is where the heart greives, and the mind lives you get what you see but never knows what lurks beneath,