This home is falling apart,
The paint is cheeping,
The walls scream to me,
They show me the pain thats been here,
Broken glass shattered on the floor,
Cutting into my bare feet,
Everything is where it dose not belong,
I thought that in time I could meand things back together,
But it did not go my way,
To much to put back and I cant remeber where it belongs,
Trying only caused more damage,
Dust in ever part,
Combe webs fill in every corner,
The walls are cracking right before my eyes,
This smells sour,
Or maybe rottening dreams,
The floor boards cry to me,
In shame they scream,
There is something more to me,
Something more then my broken home,
Theres this thing,
A broken screen and its letting everything in. |
