you don't have a home you create a home inside of others you built a home in me, you made me your home to you home was wherever i was in order to build a home you need an empty space if theres no empty space you have to destroy, abolish, demolish everything in sight [why so selfish?] but i didn't mind i let you destroy every part of my being i let you build a home inside me i let you replace my memories with lovely memories of us in that home you never gave me the key to the front door you knew my trembling hands could never pick the lock the door was locked for a day a week a month my heart pounds, my hands shake [ youre gone, youre gone, i need to find you, you need the key, i need you] my hands begin to feel weak i fall to my knees my heart beats faster [i cant catch up] you're gone my ribs are bruised my knuckles are sore her home is an abandoned building my soul is a ghost town