I miss my home

I want to go home,
but its no longer what I've always known.

I cry and try to breathe
But no ones comes to dry my eyes,
its hopeless to fight for life.

I miss those days of childhood,
when life was simple and nothing fell apart

I am falling out of my sky
toward the bowels of hell
but no one noticed that I fell,
I hid it so well.

Will anyone come and save me?
I miss my home.