Real Home (short)

I need
     That bright light
To help me stay up
     Through the night
Because
     I can't make it on my own
Until
     I'm in a real true home

One Touch

At one touch
     All ripples drift away
Yet
     I couldn't think of anything to say
Words can't explain the feeling
    Details
And description
     Are more heartfelt
Also filled with more feeling
     Seeing is believing
But a witness is more revealing
     If you've been seeing
What I've been seeing
      But it's a description of some kind
Almost more
     Then what I've
Been looking for
     To find

Reflection

Looking back
     On this reflection of me
Wondering
     'How could this be?'
I've grown
     And changed
And found new Passions
     That are strongly amazed,
Living my life to the fullest
     Is like a maze
You'll never know where you'll end up
     Until
It's the end of the game
     But don't leave in sadness
Leave out in knowing your whole heart was left
     In happiness

Above

Sitting here
     On this lonely bench
Wondering
     If the oncoming rain
Would put me in a drench
     On this lonely bench
I watched the grass arise
     I loved watching sun
As it would rise
     From day to night
Dawn to dusk
     I've realized
I slowly l have lost all my trust
     Though
I have lived my life with lots of lust
     For this bench
But it's time for me to move on
     For it has rusted
And
     Been abandon
Now all there's left to do
     Is watch
From a higher point of view
     From above
Watching over
     Like a hidden dove
Only watching from the angle
      From the bench in the sky
Lying
     On this cloud
Above