House of Lost Hope

This load is too heavy To carry alone I’ll never be ready For you to come home I try and try harder Even, I, see no effort In a world of lost chargers And abundance of ports These walls are wild demons They won’t let me leave They produce twice the semen Each time that they breed The worse it becomes I’m less likely to escape The more I eat crumbs The less I want cake So, I linger here Within four walls I exist in fear Avoiding halls The house of lost hope No longer a home A thick, deadly smoke Eats away at the bones The structure is brittle It fades by the day I live in the middle Warmed by the hay I sacrificed blankets To smother the fire My nest, now a pit And I’m not a flyer