Take me home

I used to be fun; there was a time not so long ago
a smile was always pasted on my lips
lost somewhere I missed a chance, I let that slip
since then I am missing everything I had before

I have a heart that is sensitive, most of time I’m poetic
I do utmost care for people around me
Under the pile of regrets they all lie hidden
since when I lost everything

Hold my finger. Take me home.
I know it’s awkward but I’m lost alone
I thought my heart would never break
See I carry broken pieces along
Inject me faith. Adopt my soul.
I’ve lost a part of me, make me whole
I know it’s awkward but I’m lost alone
Hold my finger. Take me home.

Photo Credit: expokerja.com
Photo Credit: expokerja.com
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  1. I so wish the same thing. So very, very much. It hurts.

  2. Very beautiful.
    “Hold my finger. Take me home.” – a line for the ages.
    —–Chagall

  3. 5 star poetry! This piece speaks to me on a personal level. Perfect title, wonderful flow. Well done!

  4. adopt my soul, beautifu, pal.

  5. Gosh this is really beautiful!

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