In A Place One Calls Home

Inside 'noise',
Held within.
With a prevention to loosen a leash,
Keeping it tightly held from escaping the mind.
Needs for one to find a way,
To get it released.

These days lived,
Are not for the pretenders.
Being brave and bold and trying to uphold,
One's sanity.
Is neither healthy or condusive.
Especially if one is accustomed,
To the punching of walls and destroying furniture...
In a place one calls home.

poem by Lawrence S. PertillarReport problemRelated quotes
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