Home sweet Home
It is a comfort I cannot kill
where I am myself without hundreds
of my versions floating in the air
I constantly live there and do not survive
And then sometimes I desire to fly
somewhere far from home
from the comfort and
just wish to punish myself
in the pain.
© Akshaiya
where I am myself without hundreds
of my versions floating in the air
I constantly live there and do not survive
And then sometimes I desire to fly
somewhere far from home
from the comfort and
just wish to punish myself
in the pain.
© Akshaiya