Home is in the arena
the way we all work together
cheering as I roll first for initiative
hiding us two glass canons from sight
As the other two approach the single enemy
the one we’ve been preparing for
Home is in the victory
Watching the big boss fall
from my spot in the darkness
I see the King crumple to the ground
the cheers of the crowd
the darkness around me dispels
Home is in the aftermath
the surge of pride in my chest
at the table I smile
all five of us are loud and bursting with happiness
here in the art room we sit around a table rolling dice
talking about the amount of money we earned
and the plans for deadshot incorporated
Home is in the talks we have
it doesn’t matter that deadshot incorporated isn’t real
that’s it is just part of our world we made
but all the more we say
"We are a legitimate business doing illegitimate things"
with pride
Home is on the stage
whether it be imaginary
or the real stage for the after school play
where I learned that I don’t hate dancing
its where I talk to the younger kids
teaching them that this is a home
Home is also in the yellow apartment on the hill
the place I live
but it's not home just because of that
it’s in the hypotheticals I speak of to my mom
of zombies and wars
of alternate histories
it’s in how I can sink into my bed and draw for hours on end
where I can relax
pleasing no one
it’s there in the way that I don’t feel the need to lock the door
Home is not a place
it’s a feeling
of comfort
safety
belonging
it travels with me
it’s destroyed the instant you feel unsafe
Home is where you’re comfortable
Home is letting your guard down
Home is an attainable fantasy
the way we all work together
cheering as I roll first for initiative
hiding us two glass canons from sight
As the other two approach the single enemy
the one we’ve been preparing for
Home is in the victory
Watching the big boss fall
from my spot in the darkness
I see the King crumple to the ground
the cheers of the crowd
the darkness around me dispels
Home is in the aftermath
the surge of pride in my chest
at the table I smile
all five of us are loud and bursting with happiness
here in the art room we sit around a table rolling dice
talking about the amount of money we earned
and the plans for deadshot incorporated
Home is in the talks we have
it doesn’t matter that deadshot incorporated isn’t real
that’s it is just part of our world we made
but all the more we say
"We are a legitimate business doing illegitimate things"
with pride
Home is on the stage
whether it be imaginary
or the real stage for the after school play
where I learned that I don’t hate dancing
its where I talk to the younger kids
teaching them that this is a home
Home is also in the yellow apartment on the hill
the place I live
but it's not home just because of that
it’s in the hypotheticals I speak of to my mom
of zombies and wars
of alternate histories
it’s in how I can sink into my bed and draw for hours on end
where I can relax
pleasing no one
it’s there in the way that I don’t feel the need to lock the door
Home is not a place
it’s a feeling
of comfort
safety
belonging
it travels with me
it’s destroyed the instant you feel unsafe
Home is where you’re comfortable
Home is letting your guard down
Home is an attainable fantasy
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