Every Man needs a Home

Im no poet and Im not trying I have no format just pure emotion

Every man needs a home

One day well laugh at the troubles that clouded our past
Peace will finally find a place in my heart at last

And when time fly’s and I die, I must ask god why, he gave me life, filled with strife and hurting like a blood stained knife.

I guess I needed to be a stronger man could it really just be a part of his plan, this I’ll never understand.

My hearts corrupt and all I see is lies, normal life passes me by theres no need to try, because my heart will cry till I kiss this earth goodbye.

This earth isn’t my home,
From a rope ill hang where my soul will roam.
This is crazy thinking I know,
But it’s too late I’ve blow this, I know this.