are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home are you home

is anyone there

wandering throughout my own mind i wonder what is left of me. what parts of me ive lost without noticing me. am i home? or is this just where i ended up
(rip to my grandmother)

am i home   ?  (for marie)

you cant save yourself from the past, but you can keep the old you company

goggles on the innocent face

youve watched it end over and over. arent you used to it by now?

the past and its fingerprints