Home Is Another Four Lettered Word

A Poem by mathiasthom

Another sad epiphany,
what is this emptiness doing to me?
Take me back to a caring world
It certainly could be better...

Anything is preferable
to the grayness
of these cracked walls
Trapped in a square,
not getting anywhere at all...

You look at me
with evident self pity
not doing too good here
while your partner leers,
with a hidden sneer...

Home is another four lettered word
there is no absurdity
in that simple declaration
Too many broken moments,
shattering glasses and plates
Gaze out this dirty window,
the other side is never much greener...