Poem By Tofur Damico
Its funny how people say
'home is where your heart is'
I guess my home is nowhere
it feels as if someone has taken my heart.
that its been ripped, stepped on, and trown into a blender
to be fed to a pack of blood-thirsty wolves
like it had no point of being there
like I had no place in the world
everyone around me is laughing and having a good time
but only because thay have someone to step on
I wont be here much longer, though
because my reign will end soon in the HELL they call 'home'
I will watch them from my own dark cormer
to DIE in pain and sorrow
for the rest of eternity
waiting for my time to