No Truer Statement

Truth is now free.
He did it!
Released the feelings
of our souls,
in a rage.

The most wisest young mind
cracked.
Yet, not even that
was enough
to break through
a closed mind.

Sitting now silent
we refuse to be
what you tell us.
I don't care who you are.
I will speak how I please
and give you the respect you deserve.

You're no father to us.

Take me away
we want out
"Being homeless is better than here"
For no truer statement
had been said
than that.

When will it end?
When can we stop
hiding out tears?
When can we say:
IM HAPPY YOU ARE GONE!
When can we truly say
we are free?

When can we let the rays
of the sun
sink in
with no worries
of tomorrow?

When will the foundation
of this shaky
old "home"
Finally collapse?
Tomorrow?
Next year?

Go ahead!
let it take my breath
as I am asleep.
Let it be
another Fall
of the House of Usher.

Call upon the demons!
Bring on the Bloody Mary.
Bring on the poltergeist!
Bring on the forgotten souls.
Who have also been tortured
and help bring down
this beast.