In and out.

A Poem by dukovan

Its about coming back home and leaving again, repeat. Its not that im ashamed of it. Its just...you know when you get that feeling of being exhausted from not doing anything? or not doing anything new

The sidewalk always leads me home,
for my mother told me so.
I watch her back and I break my bones.
I walk so long but I'm never close.

So close the door and watch your head.
Mind your feet and where they step.
So break my back for the last stretch.
I face the sun and yawn again.

We came back; we needed more.
I broke my back just to know the score.

I need your hand just for the night.
So light your candles and stop the fight.
Switching sides inside myself,
I never thought I'd be this way again.

The last mile in this sphere
is just the first for us my dear.
The big breath is gone and I exhaled.
I blew out the flame for another year.

Again we go out the door.
In we go for just one more.

In I go for just one more.
"Don't mind me I'm just staying warm."