Personal account of releasing fear and finding Home |
I have teleported to the moon, Floated high above like a balloon, I've sang the words to every tune, But I never made it home. I shared many meals with the family, While sacrificing all of my sanity, I have gave myself away as charity, But I never made it home. I have drowned myself in liquor, While making my skin grow thicker, I have almost pulled life's trigger, But I never made it home. I have helped many in need, I have also tasted greed, I have watched myself bleed, But I never made it home. I have broken every rule, And forced myself through school, I've been a nerd and I've been cool, But I never made it home. I have traveled over oceans, I've drank all of life's potions, I have wallowed in my emotions, But I never made it home. I have followed rules and played fair, I have chosen truth instead of dare, I always remembered to come up for air, But I never made it home. I have clouded my brain with smoke, Held the fumes in past the choke, And then I took another toke, But never did I make it home. I have oozed major sex appeal, Let many boys catch a feel, I've used my body to close a deal, But never made it home. I have been the class clown, The funniest girl in town, Turned many frowns upside down, But I never made it home. I have hated those who hurt me, And I've been consumed by jealousy, I have been obsessed with vanity, But I never made it home. I have abused all of the drugs, Accepted many warm hugs, I've crawled on the floor with the bugs, But I never made it home. I have been sexually abused, I've used people and I've been used, Laughed when I shouldn't have been amused, But I never made it home. I have knelt and prayed in a pew, I've tasted the mornings fresh dew, I have lied and I have been true, But never did I make it home. I have respected those above me, And I begged many others to love me, I have toasted the finest bubbly, But I never made it home. One day the clouds finally began to clear, Once I realized that my life had been controlled by fear. And while I was shedding my last frightened tear, I jumped into the drivers seat and began to steer. I finally made it home. And for sure the sweetest song, Is the knowledge of learning that home itself - Was inside me all along. |