"Home" Poem by Peace Matthew

It a dream,

A dream of my journey home,

I am drawn by desperation,

Looking for my home,

At the beginning, home is in a proximity I could see from afar

I boarded a car to take me home,

Or, should I have walked home?

I was glad if I could reach home more quickly,

Like I said, it a dream,

My journey home.

I look out the car window, and realize that home seems to be a long journey,

I could have sworn I saw home,

I became unsure of home,

The environment I find myself now feels foreign,

I am unsure, and scared that home is a world to big to find.

I dropped down from the vehicle, hoping to find home myself

I met my sis along the way,

She knew home, and still knows the way home

I realize too late, home is a one man journey,

I am all alone looking for home again, I couldn't find my sis to lead me home.

I am stranded,

What is home?

A person, or a place?

I have been struggling all my life wanting to find a place I belong,

Not in friends,

Not in family,

Not in wealth, and accomplishment.

My journey home is still a journey I am on,

I am still searching for the home I thought was close by, but still far

Maybe home is a person,

Home is each and everyone of us,

A journey of home, is a journey of finding ourselves in this chaotic world,

I haven't found home

I am still on the journey of home.