I should've been home


Tears stream down my pale face as I crave for your embrace
But it's a forlorn chase for I am alone to carry a last disgrace
Of this broken folk so slowly destroyed by the addictive coke
Hatred we spoke, locked in a cage of rage: making us choke
For we could not breathe in the midst of such blistering heat
Found my escape on the street, became the place of retreat
Living by the glowing gloom, sleeping wherever there is room
Family life I could not resume, felt so comfy in new costume
I fail to throw it off as I get caught up in my own foolish bluff
That sudden rush when things get rough, I can’t get enough
Yet I tried to hide and deny the thoughts in the back of mind
But I choose to stay blind for all past times I cannot rewind
When in fact, it is the smile of my unborn child that I desire
Though I ignore the burning fire and continue to soar higher
But after every rise comes the fall, the crash into brick wall
I've learned to crawl but now all I crave for is a single call


*phone rings*

Mom…is that you…it’s Jess…can I come home?

Anytime my child…anytime…

*hangs up*


As I’d started on my way, I suddenly felt it was delivery day
Might be obvious cliché but my baby apparently hates delay
Clothes fill with sticky stains as I feel such excruciating pain
So my calm I can no longer sustain, slowly driving me insane
A child pushes her way out of me, falling into puddle of blood
No matter how hard I scream I cannot stop that crimson flood
I drop to my knees, hold her tight and wait to hear her crying
My heart ripped in two for I can’t deny that she’s slowly dying
I should’ve been home to give birth to my only dearest child
It drives me wild to know my angelic daughter never smiled