I wake up alone
in a box that ain’t my home
without the love I call my own
people who live in glass houses
I envy them all
people who live in cages
must throw stones
tear the skin sticking to my bones
got a spoon to dig down straight
only digging the plot to my own grave
if my body can’t , then my mind will escape
my enemy wears authority instead of a face
I wake up alone
but we cannot break
freedom is on the phone
she holds me in one piece
I wake up with a hole
that she fills complete
battered & bruised but on my feet
one day I’ll awake
within a home that’s all our own
we will bury the past
start our own damn show
I wake up with a heart that is filled with gold
love so powerful it could explode.