A Way Back Home Poem by love exo

I left my loved ones,
to live my ways.
Went so far to make my days.
To reach the top without further dues,
I paint, in a variety of hues.

I found a new name,
on the road to blind fame.
Now my aim is higher,
but my heart is on fire.
The warmth of love,
is my only desire.

The strings are broken,
the lines are shortened,
the days of pleasure,
are no longer treasured.

All because of my sins,
I lost my close kins.
Now I crave for the faces I knew,
the place I was born & grew.
The paint, to make
a way back home.