I have a house made of paper

A house made of dust

When you put your hands on it there is nothing to touch

Gathered all the strength I had

Put it into this

Composed what I thought I knew

Existed as this

Crumbled falling and poor

Lost along the way my home hit the floor

Searching for something so I know I’m real

Looking to the streets

Looking for a meal

Put this bottle to my lips

I’ll be warm for awhile

My legs are tired my soul is asleep

Then as darkness comes there is a job for me

I’m full of shame bitter and hate

I can defeat

I study the cracks along my path

That I have walked so many times before

I see the same old man

Looking for his dreams under the stars

I look for a moment just to see

When the next one will come for me

Up against the building so cold

I fall to my knees stuffing the twenty dollar bill into my jeans

As this stranger walks away

I raise my hand to the sky and I begin to plea

Save me from this hell I’m in

Wash it away take my sins

I pick myself up off the ground

Go to a little coffee shop just down town

The people stare at me all battered and cold

It Burden’s my heart just to let you know

I want to shout I was once was like you

My house crumbles between my fists

I take the warm coffee let it hit my lips

The lifeless color in my eyes

As I look at my reflection I ask why?

Out into the cold September night

Wrapping my arms to cocoon myself in

Fighting for what

Will I ever win?

As I drift and my mind roams

Looking into the next day

The winter moon will be coming soon

Will it ever erase the pain I feel

Or take me back to what was once real

Something solid something I can feel

As I close my eyes heading for shelter

Hiding behind my enclosure

The rain starts to fall ever so light

I feel the need to just fight

As the streets call my name

Tonight its my only friend

I study the brick like a piece of art

Where and why did this begin

To the stars and tears that fall along my way

Give me hope for one more day