Hour 24 – Home (text prompt)

I was asked

What is home to me

And I wanted to cry

Because, you see,

I feel I have no home

I don’t feel welcome

With friends or family

I don’t know how come,

But something feels empty

There are moments of course

Where things feel okay

But they are hollow or worse

Tainted by truth behind that day

The closest I get

To home is I guess…

When my cat comes over

And lays down upon my chest.

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