An Empty Home
I remember what it felt to love
I remember how the words felt
Just a three words were enough
Now i am unable to take the blows delt
I can’t breath, see, or live and be
Too unable to face it, smoking to erase it
Crying on my own just to embrace it
I would rather be dead
Lest my heart harden
Get these memories out of my head
Taking what’s impart, recalling it in part
Of how once I too had heart
A heart to love and one to hate
Though now I must cleanse my plate
For the thoughts that were do forsake
Cause someone made a mistake so great
I grate at the vileness of fate
Saying God above or my soul below
When will you show the wisdom or fire
Some god inspire a desire down my spine
This dying of mine as time unwinds
As pleas of whimpers converts to roars
A single gatling boom that soars
An empty shell that was my room
Creeping close and ever so soon
For I dread of heading home
Because it will never change
I am always alone