When no ones on your side and failure is on your mind, home seems like a warmth you'll never find. But bridges don't just burn. The cold is always earned. But it's a lesson that I still can't seem to learn. My bridges burn. My home is in my chest. I'm laying my heart to rest. Now there's nothing left. I made demons, they followed me. I tried but there's no hope to save. What I have left rots away. I know my toll. I made this grave. As anger turns to rage, I try to turn the page. I try to change but that feels strange. I take deep breaths, I count to ten, I'm doing what I can. Still I can't keep calm. And I hope you don't just think I'll shake my angst cause I promise, I won't. So you know. (I hope when I go that I'll see you there. But I know that I'll choke. My love is despair.) The choices I've made and the chances I've taken have landed me here. Now I am forsaken. As I find my way, my temper escapes me. But this is not hate, it's love in the making.
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