Blankets  of sin

Waking up with an old blanket  
that was never mine
 
Laying there refusing to feel the fabric  
the smell overwhelms me  
 
the blanket brings me home  
to place that has no heart  
 
a place I fought long and hard to free myself from  
somehow I'm here again  
 
the blanket resurfaced to bring me back  
back to a haunted past  
 
a past filled with hurt  
filled with tears  
 
the blanket wraps itself around me tighter  
I'm sweating and the memories flood my soul  
 
here, pain is served for breakfast  
for lunch, denial will be hot and ready  
 
by nightfall  
the blanket will cover me  
 
this will go on for years  
and years and years  
 
how did I get back to the place love forgot  
is time retracing its steps  
 
am I to pay for the sins of another for the rest of my days  
the blanket covers me  
 
the blanket  
a time machine into my personal hell  
 
the blanket  
fabric with a face  
 
the blanket  
 
covers of disgrace