The streets are worn

The homes need to be replaced

The walls are cracked

The sun refuses to shine

The park where children used to play has lost its color

The kids are all gone

They grew old and left

The people have changed

I have changed

The smell is the same

I could rest in the smell

but the place won’t let me

I can feel the sadness

I can feel the loss

The sights are all new, but sad

The memories are happy, but old

Can one touch the past?

I can hear it, but can not reach it

My senses are wanting the past

but stuck in the present

I want to see my past

but I see nothing from my past

I want to feel it

but I can’t

The smell changes so quickly

but I want the old smell

The sounds are angry and sad

But I remember sounds of joy

Where is the past?

I want to live it

but it denies me

This place has changed

but so have I

but no matter what

home is home

and I am happy here

No matter how dark

No matter how dirty or ruined

home is home and I am happy here