Home is Where the Heart Is

People say,
home is where the heart is.
What if your hearts been broken,
beaten, abandoned,
then where do you reside?
Do you find someone else's
heart to curl up into,
seek refuge in the comfort
of the articular caverns
in anothers chest?
If home is truly where
the heart is,
then I rest my head
on my sleeve.
home is where the heart is.
What if your hearts been broken,
beaten, abandoned,
then where do you reside?
Do you find someone else's
heart to curl up into,
seek refuge in the comfort
of the articular caverns
in anothers chest?
If home is truly where
the heart is,
then I rest my head
on my sleeve.