What does it take to make a house a home?
I believe there's no one right answer known
So take my hand and we will take our time
Creating the marks of nostalgia and time
Is it the scratches on the floor boards, or the warped windowsills?
When seen do these really make time stand still?
How many memories could you break in your chest
Transformed to horrible anxieties by ghosts you suppressed
Take a step back so you can ask yourself again
What part of the truer version of you remained?
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Hollow Mind
PoetryI'm struggling to feel more than numb, They say that time is supposed to heal you but look what it has done. If pain is a void, then I'm completely hollow and undone. Just some random asorted poetry, nothing more than a means of self expression.
