headache

theres a fault in the anvil of my mind
  and it is struck each minute
splintering its stone

hammer falls
the repetition is blind
unthinking

and i just

i only

i want to go home
     i want to be free

theres a steel cage round my heart
    its bars are battered and bent out of shape

im a slave to my misery, so long
i recoil at opportunity

i want i only want a home