Home is in the heart you see
but that's the only place I want to flee
because this home has no ecstasy
this home was never meant for me
There are things that I need
like strength and speed
mother only checks the news feed
not once caring how much I bleed
Up to the point that I lay on the floor
begging and crying for more
being forced to adore
being forces to kill the poor
No cure for this infuriating sorrow
no need for a feeling heart to borrow
I have long since given up on tomorrow
the past is the only tradition I need follow
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Poetry[COMPLETED] These are all my own original poems that I have written. You will often find a small message on the last part of the poem where I explain some things about the poem These aren't just lovey dovey sad poems, there is a large variety of poe...
