You can't live without home
I walked alone into the dark black night
With only the wind to keep me moving.
The moon a silver eye to view my path,
A path my heart had always known.
My heart beating in time with my shoes,
As I picked up pace in fear of the shadows
Though they only exist in my mind.
Nights loneliness rings heavy in my heart,
Yet my fear keeps my sympathy at bay.
I can see it now, the light is shinning,
A beacon for a wary soul like mine.
Under the street light I cross the road
To be beneath the porch light of my home.
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