This poem is about when one meets someone new and when one knows someone for far too long.

The Housing Gap

Leave me here with my thoughts
I don’t think that you want
‘Cause I know that I need more.

Leave me here with the truth
So sour, it burns in my mouth
You don’t owe me a thing, no.

When the light stretched out
I was in darkness, so lost
But a random hand came through
And tried to reach me, so…

Am I in debt with your heart?
Do I owe your feelings something?
You, broken and empty as me
Do you think I should still be here?

Leave me here with the wasted
I don’t think you should face
‘Cause it’s not your problem, no.

Leave me here with the ended
I don’t know what to say
Should I have a love to embrace?

When the light dimmed in
I was left here, so alone
Then a random hand came through
And it tried to reach me, so…

Am I in debt with your heart?
Do I owe your feelings something?
You, broken and empty as me
Do you think I should still be here?

There we were, looking for something
Maybe for hope, love or companionship
How the fresh fruit has become spoiled
Left to rot by the means in our hearts.

‘Cause nothing ever solves like we want
And if we come to cherish one another
We’ll end up hating one another instead.

Solitude doesn’t have a master
We’re slaves, we are its whores
‘Till one day we gather strength to abandon it
Or one day we cannot take it anymore.

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