memories.

her mind, keeps going
still unwilling to move
this spot, this home...was her stability
her hope for a new beginning.
tomorrow decides the fate for a new home.
she screams "UNIVERSE! STOP MAKING ME ROAM"
god this ache in side her
unknowing where to go.
every minute...feeling more and more alone
I need to go and leave. but her masterplan has placed her here
made it unbearable to move, her dream a heavy stone
perhaps this is it. this is stable. this one plan.
the earth her home.
not a webster, can define this "home" for her.
a roof, has no sentimentality, and tangible items so easily get lost.
get gone. move.
this earth my home.
this is the truth!