What is home?
Is it real?
Can’t recall
How to feel
Yard is tall
Windows blacked
Driveway empty
Suitcase packed
What is touch?
Only dreams?
Could it be
What it seems?
Weeks go by
Getting old
Heart is broken
Soul is sold
What is love?
Sang in song?
Though it’s been
Way too long
Never fair
Solo life
Endless road
Cheating wife
What is death?
Will it be?
Witness to
The end of me
Burn my flesh
Place my stone
Left to wander
All alone
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