ALONE I'M HOME
Alone I'm home, so
Weary from battles fought solo.
Convalesce I must amid
Obsidian dreams of
Things I missed
I’m home so, alone
In this place this time that
Dwells outside of me.
Smirking, I think
I missed things
Home so alone, I’m
Rife with crazy reality now dormant.
Of this and that
Sweltering all around,
Missed things I
So alone I’m, home
Among these brittle bowed bones,
As Eternity’s fair shadow
Engulfs all the
Things I missed
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