Homebound

Forlorn in a space

people all 'round
no idioms on your tongue
and loneliness remains
idioms on your tongue
and loneliness still
it's home my head
now moved back
setting in for comfort
pollution again
poison riddled in the nervous
the missing cure
afraid to return and discover
same love
unchanged by the events
I poured my heart
no blood left
and received sameness
hollow heart crumbles
perhaps this is truth
I know what lies ahead.