Surely Home
At the grave he watches as the tears stream down their cheeks
He wants to tell them he is alive, but must remain deceased
He wants to break the silence
He wants to come back home,
but three years is what it will take
until then, he must be alone.
The tears he feels are now his own,
they fall into the mist
He knows that he is not physically dead,
but there is death in his heart and head.
He is not a hero and does not claim to be,
but he knows that heroes exist
and his is crying frightfully.
Ashes lying in a heap,
he feels the lies in his bones,
one more thought of 221b,
and he knows until the time comes...
he will never surely be home.