Homeruiner

"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness."
[– Henry D. Thoreau]

Nowhere at home. Always on the run
I set fire to every house in every town
All the places that offered me warmth burnt down
No safety for me. A shelter I have none.

I am always running. Never looking back
I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air.

Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind
To break free. To run towards the sun
But maybe I won't have to walk so many miles
Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes.

One day I will be welcomed home by nothing but ruins
Just withered shades, burnt down long ago
No smoke will be polluting the air
But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere.