Welcome home
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sunAnd the days blur into oneAnd the backs of my eyesHum with things I've never done
Sheets are swaying from an old clotheslineLike a row of captured ghostsOver old dead grassWas never much but we made the mostWelcome home
Ships are launching from my chestSome have names but most do notIf you find onePlease let me know what piece I've lost
Peel the scars from off my backI don't need them anymoreYou can throw them outOr keep them in your mason jarsI've come home
All my nightmares escaped my headBar the door, please don't let them inYou were never supposed to leaveNow my head's splitting at the seamsAnd I don't know if I can...
Here, beneath my lungsI feel your thumbs press into my skin again