I’m home
I just pulled in
sitting down
thoughts wander
I’m home alone
still can’t get used to
being alone.
Play a guitar,
read a book,
watch tv.
all these things
I’m told to do
without you.
I’m home alone,
nothing to do
except I miss you.
I wonder where my home is,
I can’t get used to it.
I am alone
is all I can do.
Struggle in turmoil
A cauldron of insecurity roil
In mind wills our toil
She held tight her peace
His was a quiet release
Two hearts did life fleece
 | a quiet man on Haiku Love |
 | Yernasia Quorelios on Haiku Love |
| a quiet man on I Took A Walk |
 | Priti on I Took A Walk |
| Priti on I Took A Walk |
Turning trauma into triumph since 1981.
Sometimes writing poems let's me forget about the huge sums of debt I'm accumulating while at college
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