echoes of an early day home

 

This home as no heart

This heart as no soul

This soul shall never apart

I failed to feel, to see, to believe

to breathe

to heal

and seal

the eyes that all have seen

You re alone

always alone

at the end of it all

I curse what i feel

I feel that i curse

all that i loved here

and buried here first

But i still breed the fire

Always the fire

at end of it all