Wednesday, 28 November 2012


home is where i lay
my head my heart my hopes
in times where life was tough
misguided by toughened ropes
home is where i need to be
in times when i would cry
submerged in sheltered rooms
left to lead a lonely lie
i peer a sadened stare
at the heavens where she roams
im filled with grief and sorrow
in this place i feel alone
a certain set of rules
depict the way i live
a simple sign of madness
hoping she forgives
emotionally drained
inner memories ripped apart
that sound of death induced
in my brain and in my heart
every second of my day
the truth eats at my soul
will surface every now and then
as sadness takes its toll

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