Broken Home

So where is your broken home?
You left it burning
Where is your broken home
There's no trace but dust

Silently moving through time and space
Makes you feel lite you were there physically but out of range
A strange thought: if things could stay the same
Even though you're vanished and gone
But life stays pretty much the same
Even without you

And now you're lost
Not even close
Every cell is different
For what cause?

What does that do to you
When she screams at you
What does that do to your little brain
When you're a child?

A little light to seep through
A little hope to get to you
A friendly ghost to come up behind you
Not that father, that violently father
Who claims to be true when it's a lie
So you came from a broken home
You escaped your broken home
And you survived

You should be wild
Spire with hope
Reach out like flowers
Inspite of that terror and fear