Analysis of Haunted memories

i was able to flee
my body left
neither my heart or mind did
in my imagination the world was drew with a white pincel
unfortunately this world is get black
live , raise your voice , and stand tall they said
wait !?
im obligated to L!ve
sorry im obligated to ...
the fear of death
the fear of loss
in the land of peace , peace was executed
That land erupted with the blood of heroes
angels drew a beautiful sunset filled with free spirits
spirits of martyrs
my flag drew its colors
green hope , black battles , white peace, and red blood
god we raise our hands to you
we kneel to the merciful
repaint our land
this dawn we dont have to close our eyes
we dont have to fall asleep
we dont have to sleep to dream
hold both your keys in your heart
im coming home
tell the world
we are coming back home
all those memories feels poignant
i quite miss my home
it feels like poetry
the rain falls down on my window
while my shadow awaits me
COME BACK
 consumed by anger , hurt , confusion and love
hold the gun to my head
count one , two , three
it wont help me walk away
set my memories free
SAVE ME
TAKE ME HOME
haunted by memories
down on my knees
praying
God take me home