Lost path

I give away all my words
I have nothing to say.
I close my eyes
never to open them again.
I do feel with my fingers
My fingers?
Still searching for a bit of life
wanting to touch, that
what beats in your chest.

There is no stopping
nor am I moving...
I don't know though!

All I'm sure of, 
is of a search..

A search for a home
somewhere; between
two eyes and a heartbeat.

Perhaps,
for a home
that was never mine...