Place of Misery

Where were you when i needed you the most? Where were you when I needed comfort from home? Clearly it is not anymore Clearly it is desolate in it's bitter groans Both mother's have abandoned me I see Never shall I return to them, As they feast off of power hungry greed As I leave, they can claim that self proclaiming deed The place is rotten, caving in, and dead to me Bitterness, envy and greed Even though they don't celebrate Halloween They still like to play trick or treat 3 days from my birthday, while internally, I bleed I get nothing from them but hollow seeds All the more reason for me to pray I never return As I turn my back from them to leave They are cut off No more bs I cut it down like a twig tree I pray I don't return, To this place of misery The death card shows it's weaves