Source: We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

Stranger in My Home

On days like this

Nights when I cannot sleep

Wandering from room to room

Searching …

For something …

Anything that is familiar

I am a stranger in my home

Memories follow me

like ghosts

Floating through my mind

Confusing me …

Haunting me …

Keeping me awake …

There is nothing familiar

Nothing left that I remember

Only a house with emptiness

yet filled with things

things I don’t need

And …

Cannot release

Who have I become?

Does it matter?

There is only me

in my solitude

But …

alone …

never lonely …

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie