Homeless

There's a deadness inside today
Feels like it's made itself at home
I have memories of the first times I ever invited it in
Never knowing that once invited it doesn't want to leave
That was a long time ago
So long ago that I can't really recall my life without it
Coping mechanisms
Tonight I'm lighting a fire to my past
Tomorrow it may stand in front of me again
I'll summon the courage to burn it down again
I'll become an arsonist until I am firmly planted in the truth that it does not define me
Then the deadness inside will be without a home