
Home?
Actively trying to reach that goal
No hi nor hello
Feels like an old logo
Tired of it? then let go
Or rather, an option to forgo
Hangs in there like pillows
Fuming brimestone like bellows
Wondering if it’s time to let go
A thought itched it’s way to the front door
Only to discover the poor,
ill treatment, seeping through each pore
Can it turn out better or more?
Wait until it’s gone and/or no more!
This hate you gave,
Hurt more than save,
Beneath this empty cave
Lies an angry soulmate
And, oh don’t worry about it mate
You’re just another angry slave.
About the Creator
Kelly D. Lenka
Filmmaker | Photographer | Writer

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