Here home is a cage made of ice
where nobody sings in happiness
Walls are made of sweet lies Barely opened windows
Don't let go the echos of pain Up there the ceiling, endless canvas Sleepless night takes so much to paint
White pearl floor breaths fire No innocence can escape desire
Want for fresh air -But no one seems to care
Want for escape from the dark night
But sun seems to burn too bright
I killed all my butterflies
They no longer make me smile This world seems unreal
Time will heal but I threw out the clock and calendar away Just to stop how I feel
Hurting better this way
Home filled up with ocean tears
No air so none can hear
Faint heart beats within garden
Dead flowers mourn near a grave Grave of a young heart that once slept on a winter night
never woke up to see you again
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 11:41 AM UTC
Here home is a cage made of ice
where nobody sings in happiness
Walls are made of sweet lies Barely opened windows
Don't let go the echos of pain Up there the ceiling, endless canvas Sleepless night takes so much to paint
White pearl floor breaths fire No innocence can escape desire
Want for fresh air -But no one seems to care
Want for escape from the dark night
But sun seems to burn too bright
I killed all my butterflies
They no longer make me smile This world seems unreal
Time will heal but I threw out the clock and calendar away Just to stop how I feel
Hurting better this way
Home filled up with ocean tears
No air so none can hear
Faint heart beats within garden
Dead flowers mourn near a grave Grave of a young heart that once slept on a winter night
never woke up to see you again
