NOSTALGIA

home warpes as one grows
all that is left is the ruin of a house
with broken windows and none of the rooms are the same
and it's not a home anymore,
it's nothing but a place one remembers from ones dreams
where all the details are off
a sick and ironic joke of a "home" to those that don't have one anymore
still some will use all their resources to keep the house as it is
and to fight those that come knocking on their door giving out new homes for free
and they will be so busy with this that they neglect to examine their home
and they won't notice the leak in the ceiling and the pool around their bed,
the black mold in the stairs and the moss on the windowsill
and they will not rest until the memory that they have of their "home" is totally secured
only then will they notice they are standing in a forest
and the house is gone