I've drifted away from warmth. The fire within me has been suffocated. The cold has made my body it's home again. The rays of the sunlight don't burn me anymore. The dark and gloomy nights don't seem to feel the same. The loud voices don't scream at me anymore. They talk to me, because I'm finally listening. There the only ones that want to speak to me. I'm finally back home. I'm finally home where emotions don't live, warmth is unheard of, and happiness, well that's a joke, if we ever did say any of them. I'm home where pain is the father, and love is the mother. The mother is never around. Tears are the sibling I never had. The monsters are awake, and they can't be lullaby to sleep. There here to stay, and they want to eat. They sweat blood, and eat meat. They've got me broken, but I'm still awake . I'm still fighting, but I want to sleep.