no such thing as home

its all damn clear now, as the snow disappears,
how much it goes back, all the fears.
to realize at the age of 20, that im disconnected with all
greater disconnection, comes with each of the falls.
i like snow, i like trains, it reminds me of home,
because ive never lived by either, they have grown.
in my ears and in my heart, i love the sound and feel,
i love these things because it is whats truth and real.
there was never, and will never be.
there is no such thing as home.

when i die, its going to rain

when i die, its going to rain
and so will i
i cant seem to stop raining.
i told myself, id rain til the end of my time
but i dont know if its worth it anymore...

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Dark skys, im walkin through the dark skys.
Looking down with watered eyes.
With no clue on how to ever get back.
My life, is like a car crash in the sky.
I crashed it in the night, with no friends to pull me from the wreck.

Tired of me, ive grown old and tired of me.
Remember me, when all is lost like my memory.
To all of my enimies, ill love you all til the day i die.