I miss the days when the alarm was just a signal. 

For Mommy to come and wash away the sleep from my eyes

Prepares the meals that don't just fill my belly but my whole being.

Play was my only purpose, and sleep was my haven.

Innocent me, unaware of the weight of happiness

I never sought for it; it was the air I breathed.

My head was a playground for songs.

My heart is a vessel for love. 

Only for Daddy, Mommy, and siblings

The concept of wrong never dared cross my path.

For Home was a fortress safeguarding my tender heart.

Even now, it still is, but I am fractured.

No longer a child that thought of nothing.

Who slept like a princess in her little kingdom

The home was my realm of memories.

Now, where is home?

Home was a solace left behind in the rearview of life.

The path to it is lost to me.

For I grew in height, in thought, in sin.

In the tangled web of relationships.

In this route of growth, I lost the way back.

I feel ensnared, and escaping was very far from it.

The burden, this weight, stays with me.

Who can I blame for taking me away from home?

I heard of a harsh world.

Yet grasped its cruelty upon leaving home.

It pains me to ask, 'Where is home?'

For it means mine is lost.

The road to my home is not one I can retrace.

And I wonder, Home, can you find me?

The home I seek is with Daddy, Mommy, and siblings.

Just us some priceless years ago

And everything I needed was within those four walls.

Yes! That's my home.

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