Ice, rain and skies.
The sound of sadness,
and tears pouring out blue.
Of letting out what you've been through.
The taste of bitterness and fear,
the sour taste, afraid of what you'll hear.
The color you swallow when you choke back tears.
The living lie we feel we face everyday,
and the pain in my chest when I can't tell what to say.
Or the feeling that what you want will never stay.
Blue, with the power to freeze and numb you,
to anything and everything around you.

When I walk in the door, it hits me like a brick. A thick smog formed from the hate you spit.
The words you say torment me, how can some be that way. Every letter burns my skin like some type of toxic spray.

You have our hearts arrayed nicely. You're sick of our eyes shining so brightly. You're sick of us not bending to your will.
Like your empty heart is something we can fill. Like me yelling back was the only overkill.
You made my Mama want to jump off the windowsill. My memories of you are going completely downhill.  But it's not my fault that you made your own kids mentally ill.

So I sit and watch an abusive man preach, like he's got something valuable to teach. I was too scared to first hear myself screech.
But I did it, I knocked him down. My words make him not make a sound.
But it only lasts for a minute. Because It's never too late for him to finish.
It's never too late for him to throw another brick.
So he goes and takes another hit.

I never thought he'd say that. I never thought he'd do that.
He sat there waiting with the bat, just ready to hit it back.
We just want peace and quiet. Well, just peace would do.
Because I'm sick of getting hit with bricks, and I bet Mama is too.

This home is no place, my home has a face, my home has a heart. A heart destined for someone else to have a part, destined to have their love

But I thought I was the one you love? I was the one that held you, not her, but you love her, so why do I bother?
Im not sure.

You talked about becoming a father. You talked about our life together. We talked about the future. Like youd be mine forever.

You kept my hopes high, and my sadness low, but to my surprise it was just a show.
I saw you kiss her lips, and it broke me. With your hands on her hips, and my breath choked me

And it hurts
Oh god does it hurt.

You lied and lied, until my heart died. Until my brain was fried. I should of trusted my mind. I never knew just what I would find, but momentarily, my sun shined.

Was it worth it, I couldn't tell. I just want it to end well.
Well no, I don't want it to end; I just want my heart to mend.

I wanna be in your arms again...

In your heart again...

And in my home again