Home is what we all long for, and sometimes a place we think we’ve found only to determine that’s not the case. But we keep searching…

Home by Jade 

This is a foggy path she treads. 

Hand in hand, step by step, 
inhale, deep breath . . . 
Not a word said. 

He smiles – tries to reassure. 
She smiles – worries even more. 
This is nothing like before. 

A hundred happy endings gone wrong. 
A thousand thank-yous sit on her tongue, 
But the past’s misery won’t leave her alone.  

Please tell me I have finally found home. 

She’s Still Alive by JeanneMarie 

I looked in the mirror this morning 
and the woman who once loved you 
looked back at me. 
I thought she died. 
I tried to kill her literally, emotionally 
and in every way possible because 
I don’t want love that hurts. 
I looked in the mirror this morning 
and the woman who once loved you 
looked back at me. 
She’s still alive.