"In the middle of nowhere, now where do i start from?"I said to myself as i sat there,With so much crowd moving around, yet i was alone for all i cared,I sat the dust, the hails, the storm and so the rain and all i most feared.It was dark, it was cold, i was alone and most times i got scared.The church was there, yet i never cared, but took to the street, with animals and plants i shared.It used to be that i had a home, but she walked away and now I'm here without a home.Her length and breadth, width and girth, all she took away,Even the crumbs, shuffles and ruffles i rushed to pick, the wind came, and all but one it blew away.I cried and sobbed, but Ire could not be stopped,She left with all, everything that made us us.Here i am without a home, 'cos where i used to live just left me behind and now I'm left to live in a hole.I've sunk deep, deeper than i ever thought, seeing that all i ever had and loved, now I've lost.For me, the pain remains, i never left home, but home left me.If i could smile, i'll do only because she left me with something.My God, my world, home's gone and she's left me with the key. She's gone in the dark where I've got no light to trace her steps down the park.God knows, if i ever found where you are, Ire i'll throw you the key and choose to knock on your door until you open up for me.I miss you, I miss us, and all that was magical about and around us.You're out there somewhere i know,Sitting on another man's plot, of this I'm sure,You're all locked up, bottled up inside with nowhere to turn, to no one to run, and lonely 'cos of course your door is locked and I'm here crying and sobbing all over the key.In the middle of nowhere, i sit to write these words, hoping the birds will fly to you and tell in words you'll understand how miserable i feel without my home.But words alone are not enough to tell the way i feel. Even if i lived the pain for the birds to see, i still cannot lift my eyes to behold the skies, let alone to see if a bird will notice me here nor fly..This key with me i'll keep till the day i see again my home...If i ever loved again, Ire I'm sure it'll be you.If i ever smiled again, it'll be because you smiled at me,If i ever held close again anyone, then it must be you've welcomed me home again.Like a goat in regurgitation, i'll chew this pain till the day i find the courage to finally swallow and let it loose and free to run down, till its all lost and buried deep down within.