This place is not a home
It’s a place that thrives on tragedy It leaves me feeling cold And I cannot explain it You keep telling me how good it’s been But I can't stand my life Destroyed in front of me I wished I had enough courage to leave I don’t know what I’m still doing here I keep telling myself it ends now But the next morning I wake To see nothing’s changed And my prison gets smaller My leash suffocate me This place is not a home It’s a place that slowly Squeezes the life out of me A sacrifice of only one
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