Lost in a Feeling

I walk into my room, A solemn feeling overcomes me A place without family, a place without love How could this place be home? I think to myself I lay on my bed waiting for a tingle A feeling of peace, a feeling of truth Why can’t I feel it, see it Why doesn’t this feel like home? A teardrop rolls down my cheek I feel broken This may be a house, But it is surely not a home For there is no feeling—just emptiness. I notice my memories beginning to fade For my home is gone, No matter how hard I wish, It won’t come back I walk outside, hoping to escape And feeling confused by this world of fear, Others' acts of hate My mind whirls everywhere I think of home What it used to be A place full of love and memories How I long for it now A place where I felt safe and comforted Knowing nothing could change, as long as I had my family It was a place to rest A place of peace All I have left is a house A house and a home—so similar, yet so different A house is a place, but a home is a feeling A feeling that warms you and loves you A feeling that keeps you safe The bonds that make a home are like pieces of string Take them for granted, and they will stretch and grow thin But cultivate them and cherish them, And they will strengthen Soaring higher and brighter Like a kite on a sunny day.