home is where you make it
breathe in more deeply,
fill your lungs with fire.
does my voice scream loud enough?
no.
does my heart beat fast enough?
no.
slit my throat,
question if the blood is real.
enter my mind.
enter my soul.
enter my body.
surrender to love.
everything and nothing could never explain.
and as the world turns black,
as each passing day grows colder-
listen for the sound:
of a muffled scream.
of a murmured heart.
and feel me.
for all i am,
is mirrored by this distorted reflection.
my last breath belongs to you.