This place that
I have lived
Always brings
The long buried
Me to myself
The most
Distant i am from


So lost
The debris i need
To clear are piled
So bad, it breaks
As my spine flakes
To wash me off
Myself that i am not



The chills in the air
Fills by heart so bare
The leaves of maple
Weaves me a cradle
The black smooth tar
Glides me so far
In this place of care


As life cuddles me
How it’s meant to be
I want to be a child
Just to be loved mild
A search for my soul
To find thee my goal
In this place so bold



Being loved is a solace
To the wound i embrace
Of being me not myself
With the debris gone
Wish the sanctity lives on
What never fails me
Is this place so glee