Home is Where the Heart is
Grab my heart and squeeze.
Make me suffer, make me bleed.
I can barely breathe.
Dry heave, all these happy memories.
I can’t stand to watch you leave,
Remembering lost moments of ecstasy.
Please leave me some dignity.
Too late I guess.
To you I was just a pest.
Now I’m left in this mess,
Not getting any rest.
You said this was for the best.
But that was a lie,
You hid in the back of your mind.
Now time doesn’t seem to slip by,
But it drags me through hell every hour
As I hide and cower
To the point where I can’t decide
Whether I want to survive or commit suicide
And I can’t confide in anyone
So I hold in that sigh of relief
As I struggle with this grief
It causes me to toss and turn in my sleep
And all these emotions ,
Eroding my soul,
And I start to slowly lose sight of my hope.
Living life like I am at the end of my rope.
The only one on a sinking boat.
Trying to cope on my own.
I am wondering all alone.
So where am I to go?
Because you stole my heart,
And home where heart is.
This is the hardest thing I have had to go through