This House used to hold life.
Now it’s dead, beyond repair.
The walls are dark without picture.
Empty floors surrounded by empty boxes.
There is no light because the blinds are held shut.
Everything that was left is now destroyed.
This is what happens when torn apart.
There is nothing left in this wide open space.
It’s like love was siphoned out of a heart.
Everything is broken and covered with shattered glass.
No air flows through this house,
When everything is locked up tight.
You can dust off the welcome mat,
But you can’t open this door.
There is No sleeping in beds.
There is anger in the closets.
There is pain under the beds.
Please I am begging you,
don’t you ever come back in.
Everyone is searching for something more. Everyone is falling for life’s simple things. We all have our dreams but we are losing sleep. Everyone cries to be loved. Everyone hides on the inside. This love goes beyond our heart, It screams past our soul. It’s the greatest of them all, And it holds all the power. Everyone falls to pieces, When the world is crumbling around them. Everyone wishes for that feeling, That breathes in them new life. Everyone loses themselves, Searching for love in someone else. Everyone fights for what they want, But they are truly missing out. This love breaks through these chains, It cleans us until we are pure. This love never disappears, This love never fails.
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