This Place is Not Home
This is where I grew up
But now I go back and feel alone
To call this home will crucify me
Burn a hole through all that’s familiar
Forcing me to accept a reality
That I tried so hard to hide
Rescue me from this place
For as long as I breathe
This place is not home
No longer what it once was
Its scars show through
Memories turn into curses
That eat at me inside
Begging me to look for answers
But I cannot find them
Through all this fog in front of me
Circling around what I once loved
Stuck here with no place to go
For this place is not home
The hate for it grows
Forcing me down a familiar path
As the road brings images of the past
One that’s unforgiven to last
No end for the curse of this place
For this place is not home
Struggling to now accept
That my future starts
Where my past ended
A present that will never exist
Past lying in the shadows
And the future just over the horizon
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