It’s been almost 6 years since I’ve went back to my roots
living life on Red Top Road where my mental sustained abuse
I was just a youngin trying to figure this world out
thinking of ways to make this dream come true with all this doubt
of never making it out of this place that slowly became a hell hole
& I was the only one being naive to never know
that the kingdom in my head wasn’t exactly the same show
that kept me tuned in for so many years admiring the lies
of a legacy that died shortly after the King & Queen went home in the sky
The Home of Haunted Memories only makes me remember the kid who never saw the sun
just the trouble of a family tree that would soon be overrun
by the evil within egos that couldn’t patch itself together for the creators
that placed everything into one place that brought us all together
I miss the home I thought I knew when times were worth holding on to forever
but somewhere on this dark road, generations of love & family lost its power of measure
☆ Poetic Venom ☆