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
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 5:24 AM UTC
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