my shelter is falling
holes upon the roof
that invite rain
rotten floorboards
creak underneath my weight
a fire in the center
of what we used to call our home
is burning all the memories
to the ground
pools of nothing
keep us trapped on the inside
looking out of broken window panes
tell me the story
of how you met me again
make me believe not all is lost
curse the evidence
of everafter
journey to the forest
in my mind
my house is falling
like the bridges that we burned
no rope left that is strong enough to climb


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