There Is No Place Like Home Poem by Edgard Canales

People say: There is no place like home
Guess, I lost mines a long time ago,
I don't even know what that means anymore.
Only memories of this place I have are fading fast,
so I hit the weed to make them last.
It's like I'm living but I'm dead
might as well fill me up with led.
Head down sitting on these steps
close my eyes, visions in my head
have me gasping for my breath.
No place like home
heard that so many times before.
A happy home I search for
with my heart and not my eyes,
need a place where I can be at peace and free my mind.
Just a simple place I can go to be alone
somewhere I can hang pictures on the wall
and finally and call my home.
Thinking of my future cause I'm getting older
rolling stone so I want to settle down
When I die it might be the only good thing I ever gave my daughters.
When my family visit me from the states
I just want to give em all a decent place to stay.
I want to be able to use the phrase 'Home Sweet Home'
in a place where I call my own.
Even though I have to struggle to be fine
silently I say a prayer cause I know everything happens in due time.
My motivation are the smiles on my family's faces
No place like home
no matter how long it takes, mock my words
I'll be sure to make it.
There is no place like home...