Watch it all burn, it was never home anyway.
The stories of a traumatic childhood that begins to burn to ashes.
One I would rather let burn in hopes that the only history left of it is that it once began at a place that ceases to exist.
That place was never home, nobody belonged there, not even the people that existed there constantly inflicting pain onto innocence.
I am finally mine, I belong to me. I can finally protect myself from the place that was never home.
Just watch it all burn and while the fire heightens, I walk away crying never looking back.
That place was never home, nobody was home to protect innocence.
It ought to burn eventually…………………….
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