How Lovely Is Your Dwelling Place? Poem by LCG Mythought

How lovely is your dwelling place?
When can I be there, can I?

My heart pounded as if I’m in a hurry
Knowing that my life is not easy
To live in a place of nowhere
And crawl to reach you and feel you.

To breathe normally and vigorously
Seems easy and instinctively
But it feels like tons were unto it
And drown the fullness of me.

How lovely is your dwelling place?
When staying on that place is timeless
Even dwell a while to ease the pain
In this horrible and traumatic city of disgust

To run and shade on your shadow
Is the only comfort to still go on and fight
The fair and pain that the heart suffers
How lovely and beautiful is your place.