The Only Home Of The Last Nomad

I am not weaker than your words

I am not stronger than your tears

This pain is like a broken cage

I’m used to it long enough

To run from it anymore

The world is a nightmare

I move to the other side

Of the mirror inside me

I leave my decrepit body behind

I am the nomad of mirrors now

Travelling from image to image

Without much of the memories

To leave behind

Your cities are full of rumors

You bought a mirror last night

I exist in the illusion

Of your reality now

I’m in search of your mirror

The only home of the last nomad