Poem - Alone from Home

I want to go home

Except I don’t know where home is

I live in a place I do not like

With people I do not know

Who think they know me.

No.

I fumble my way through a job I have no interest in

And a relationship that’s not interesting.

I thought I had a chance at something

But I have missed everything.

I am no good at pretence

With no desire to try and impress

All I seek is the Truth

In a world I perceive to be false.

I wish people could be more honest

And yet knowing that a wish is mere fantasy

I must be deceiving myself.

If truth as at the heart of the every matter

And home is where the heart is

Why is home so elusive?