#1
Hey guys. Another short piece for you all. Any and all critiques will be appreciated. Thanks.

"Home"

This lightless tomb has become a home
A Home to my fear
A Home to this isolation
A Home to our broken wishes
A Home to me.
And our sick reality.

I'm so sick of this place
A world devoid of all emotion
Is this our solution?
An icy sting upon me as I think
about these promises I still aim to keep.
#2
MMMM, you know, sometimes when you write something you dont have to make it sound like that, at least to me it sound suicidal (no ofense intended), I mean, life got bad things, but just forget about them, write about them, but you know, words are powerful, you never know how someone will take these words, and make of them a big deal.....