Home

          I don’t need to be at my front door to know that I’ve come home, I know that I’m home once  I hear the loud voices of Happiness speaking          with joy joking and laughing without destroy I can smell the love in the air as big sis give birth to a new baby boy..

 

As he sit there in her lap with a smile on his face i knew that day might just be his best day

 

I know that I’m Home once I walk into the kitchen and smell the seasoning of the chicken ,as I look to my right and see a sink full of dishes Mama yelling like a mad dog with tension because no one washed the dishes.

 

I know that I’m home because when I wake up I can hear the loud noises of the pigeons screaming and singing as if they were trying to make a living.As I Start my day off strong texting on my phone listening to the song playing from my head phones I know that I’m home. 

 

I can hear the loud yarn coming from my mother and fathers room as I see the dogs running through the floor like a mop and a broom.

 

To me home is a feeling that is one in a billion, I’m always Touching my hundred dollar bill wishing it was a million ,Now that one feeling got me so high in the sky that I can touch the clouds above my ceiling, now as I touch the clouds I look down and see nothing but drug dealing and killing outside my home.

 

Now as I Come back down into my house  i see mama sitting on the couch with a frown, inside her hand I see the telephone I asked what was wrong ? She said yah big cousin just Got shot she dead and gone now at this moment I just wanna be left alone...

 

When I’m at home I feel up and sometimes low,but when I feel low I sit quietly and play my PS4 

 

On rainy days I stay inside home just like my bone stay inside me like a home. When I’m outside I’m speechless but  when I’m at home I speak so many words like google chrome I don’t know what’s wrong but I only get this one feeling when I’m at home.

 

My home reminds me of a movie with so many good and bad scenes it’s always one thing and another thing,But deep down inside it all just feel like one big dream. 

 

Every morning the sun blesses me like a sneeze as I look into my mother eyes and see the stress as she breathe, but I can still feel the fresh outside breeze.

 

When I’m at home I feel like I graduated with no diploma, sometimes I wish I can just go to sleep into a deep comer maybe I can stay home a lil longer. But everyday that go by I will make sure that I’m stronger, Stronger  and stronger