Without my home

by Sarah Hotard   Dec 7, 2004


Regretful words
take over me
you own me and my sanity
words are spoken through your touch
you do not have to say much
you walk around like you own this place
you may own this home
but you do not own my face
you can bruise me
you can make me bleed
you can feel me falling fast asleep
you can kick me
when I am down
but at the end of the day
I can look back and know
I am ok.

I keep telling myself
things will get better
I keep sheltering myself
from this hard weather
I keep on slipping away
falling faster
I keep on wishing away
my life for better

You can slap me in the face
you can call me names
you can spit on me
all remains the same
I wanna leave you
I wanna go
but i can not
cuz i am lost
with all this pain i have shown
i am lost completely
without my home.

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