The Hard Road
by Wil Ewing
If home is where the heart lies,
Then where is mine?
At times it sleeps in my chest,
At others, it rages war with my mind
If a body is where the soul hides,
What can it expect to find?
I wish to another it would bind
My feet are heavy,
But they take me forward,
My mind is weak,
But I ache for more,
I'll not find here,
Til I crush my fears