11046 Wasteland

my home in my mind
an old place
with so many blood stains
so many dead things
but in the middle of it all
a flame
cast from my heart
given to me by you
the only warmth
in this cold and musty place
the rain can't get me here
the spiders webs
arnt forming here
you have saved me
from myself...
from everything that ive called mine
my flame...
my warmth...
finnaly im alright...
i have scars but
no open wounds
you have healed me
thank you baby