You know
I've always heard
People saying and ranting
About going home
Home home home

I don't know why
My home is a place
A place where i never want to be
I hate it there

It's so suffocating
The minds there are ignorant
And and stifling
I hate it there

It's where my eyelids
Are pasted together
And where my lips
Are stapled together
I hate it there

It's where my thoughts
Are are vile
And my heart is
Just an *****
I hate it there

It's where there's always
A preach about god
But what god would
Allow stifle
Allow suffocation
Allow ignorance

It's a place that i hate
I hate
I hate

-fir.m

Tell me,
How many sips does it take,
How many puffs does it take,
How many pills does it take,
How many sniffs does it take,
How many needles does it take,
To feel the way I do?

The days turn long and dark, wrapped in deep infinite sadness.
While the absence of your gaze corrupts my fragile being, the one I once thought you treasured with everything.
The letters that at some time your soft hands caressed, on the floor they meet;
Sad because the eyes of the man do not rest on their pages.
The winds whisper that your silhouette is spinning in the hands of another woman
And that your smile shines when you see how her hair dances next to the joyful breeze.
My heart burns and yearns with despair, but suffers day after day since you left;
Your fragrance floods my bedroom and the memories materialize.
What should I do after seeing that your happiness is not with me?
Is it that I do not deserve an accompanied ending?
My body can no longer wait for the cursed love we swear
So I'll wait for you in the heavens, like ashes flying without purpose.

My muse is buried in the thoughts of tomorrow.
The magic that once circulated through me,
Is not walking with its power
Leaving behind void and hollow.

A Storm comes and screams with its might,
Destroying my ears and breaking my mind.
She’s dancing smoothly while I’m rotting apart
With a significant sound that will make me ignite.

The fire consumes every inch of my skin;
My muse still does not appear.
Am I going to lose and crumble like a worm here?
I need to reach her out one last time; I need her now.