09-04-2016, 11:44 AM
If I could crawl out of it
I would
Undress it
Until its good
But I can't leave this house
The doors are locked
From the outside
I'm baricaded
My heart is raided
They got in
But I can't get out
I dont feel like him
I dont act like her
Vultures coming
What will they eat now
When there's nothing left but fur
I didn't want it
Anyway...
They say
Hopeless romantic
But im hopeful through panic
And soft nostalgia
Comforts my bruised neck
These rooms are empty
But there's so many voices
Bodies
Treating my bedrooms like lobbies
Congregating
As if I'm not here
They walk around me
Over me
In me and crush me
I just want to whisper
But they scream and depart
I'm locked up in vanity's
Department store shopping Cart
Being pushed around
For someone else's glamour
Kisses hurt like slams
Of a hammer
I never get to say goodbye
Furniture keeps breaking
My hands keep shaking
I can't find the keys
To my own home
So where is my window
Where is my phone
Can I reach the places
Where I'm not alone?
Who am I in here?
Where would I be out there?
They laugh
They stare
They're wearing my underwear
Eating my food at my table
And they didn't even ask my name
I need something
To get me dreaming
Again...
I dont want to persist
I want to exist
In a space
In a time
That's mine
Will this ever feel like home again?
I wish I were home
I wish I were home
I wish I were home...
But I'm already there.
-isayaah D.MYST parker