Home Without Love

It’s hard to feel
when nothing inside you is real;
they say time will heal;
my heart’s got nothing left to conceal;
backstroking in a jheel
my aspirations have become surreal.
She’s at the door;
I can finally feel it.
My heart skips a beat as if nothing else matters
but that which is hiding
behind seclusion, searching for what’s real.

(© 2022 AC)

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