House of Fire
whenever i step in
my spirit bursts in flames
my soul cries in pain
my brain engites in rage
i cannot survive in this house
the pressure
the stress
the gloom
it eats away at me
like fire eats paper
every moment burns my insides
hardens me on the outside
like burnt toast
i become hard and coarse
nobody wants burnt toast
nobody wants me
walls collapse around me
everything turns to ash
everything turns black
every moment is painful
i cant get out of it
this house is my life
and i live in this house
poem by Wandering Scarlet
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