Home is where the heart is
A stupid saying
But how true it is
A place with good tomes
Bad times
And all the in-between
Now
Yelling, Screaming
Always turned against each other
Stuck in my mind
Like blood on a black canvas
I never thought
To think of good
Now it is all I can hold onto
I used to yell at you
Nuisance!
Annoying!
Useless!
What I wouldn't give now to just
Hold you
Say
It's going to be okay
Because you need someone to lie to you once in a while
I stare into the distance, imagining you
Intimidated by brutal soldiers, all with something to prove
Alone in the cold, a father no longer there for shelter and comfort
Waiting
For your turn
To die
I must hope
But how, when there is nothing left to hope for?
My heart is reaching
Searching
For you
In the never-ending thunder
In the clouds
In their footsteps
I will neve cease my search
I refuse to let them take my one hope away
Take you away
Never.
-Amanda Schwartz
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