Not My Home (Poetry)
[Verse 1]
Slap in my face
So tired of the waste
Lost without a trace
As the days disappear
Drowned in the waves
In the fog and the shame
[Verse 2]
It cuts like a knife (like a knife)
The cruel edge of time
Tripped up in the rhyme
As my days pass me by (pass me by)
I sigh and I wind
And I climb through my blindness
[Chorus]
But my poetry is potent and my view unobscured
I see the oceans and the seas
Rise to reach the heavens
The hands mirеd and lured
They reach out to do harm to mе
[Verse 3]
Not my home
This world is a shell
Disguised with a veil
A living hell
The colors are pale
The colors
[Verse 4]
Are washed out
My mind is a blur
The voices stir me
To move, to stay still
To be quiet, to spill
[Verse 5]
My words they lay
Bleak on the page
A thief of the daylight
There's no hope
I'm sorry you know
To be the one to reveal this to you
But it's true