Like home for you is here in my sanity
You take a lap or two
As you walk nonchalantly through my memory
As if there were a welcome mat at my mind's door
A grim reaper of sorts.
All because I was a whore?
You always knew how to break me,
Chew me up and regurgitate me
And so you float along
Ghosting my conscience, I dream on
Some nights are uninterrupted
Except for this one.
