Honey Im home
Honey I'm home..
but only echoes greet me.
the only smiles shown
are broken memories laid anyway but discreetly
silence is my new found spouse
the only weather I notice is my tear soaked blouse
the only thing I hear is mumbled noises from my mouth
the only food in my fridge is fear
I seer and season it it with my blues
everything in here including myself are askew
looking for my honey and all I found was bees
living in a hive of horrors
when once living but a dream
I dont even fight time
without you this life is not mine
still I scream the same question still
looking for my love my honey who has been killed.
Copyright © B. Maxine Revolution | Year Posted 2014
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