Where are we?

Where are we in our darkest nights? Where is our window of light? Where is the spark to the dark cave? That's what we ask ourselves in our times of hopelessness. Lost and searching we continue, down the highway of life. Looking for our meaning, our purpose, what we can do to find peace. It seems impossible to be found, but it exists somewhere. We must keep searching until we find our sanctuary. Our sanctuary being the town at the end of the road we once had. 

It was called "Home."