Home

Everyone thinks a Home is simply a house,
or a physical place to go, to live about your days.
The place where you grew up, the place you're at now.

But the place i grew up was never my home,
where i am now is not my home.
These places brought fear to my heart,
fear to my soul.

The only place to ever have made this vanish,
isn't a building.

It's You.

You are my home, for you bring me sanctuary in my darkest hours.
And you bring me peace when it is needed.
Laying with your arms around me, that is my home.