HOME SWEET HOME

Home is where you are safe, Where you can welter. Home is where you dream, where you create. Home is where you love, where you hate. Home is not a word, but a meaning. Home is where you find yourself, where you are seeking. Before learning to love myself I depended on others to feel like I was enough, to feel a sense of love within the void within. To make them my emotional refuge and make a home for them was enough until they fled and I was again on my own drowning in my insecurity, self-doubt, and intrusive thoughts. Home is where you can eat, where you are full.Home is where you are safe, where you are dry. Home is where the dogs are, where they keep you cozy.Home is where you are sleepy, where you dream. Home is where your siblings are, where they annoy you. Home is where you can be quiet, where you can be loud. Home is where you can eat, where you are full. Home is where you can draw, where you can color. Home is where you can read, where you can write.Home is where you can sing, where you can talk.