FIRE ON THE HEMISPHERE BELOW.
THE HOUSE I SPENT MOST OF MY EARLY LIFE IN....
burned down today...july 5th, any other day
after celebrating fictional independance
dancing with peusdo stars..boom bastic chatter
red glare of rockets betrayed the dark as it became a cinder
burned by celebrations
and moments lived
and moments endured
and moments toletrated
shivering beneath the weight of weakness
and it burns...
burned me once and twice and then some
yet i came back
again again again...
did, doing and done...
my time in reduced to nieghbors long left behind
calling my name in honor of my place in their life...
i know him,
his mom ...im
where is he, who is he...damn
that shit is on fire
its on fire....
save the trinkets boxes..
filled with things only worthy of being fuel
food for flame
She was about to be consumed by that house, by that house, by that loss
this lie said by this man
a lie i belived until i got burned....
give it up for reality and dad as a simple gesture and wish