The house of positive
The house of negative are both houses in which I have lived
One took all I had to give
The other showed me it is when there is nothing that one can start to build
the one is a dark roomed shack bit that’s situated rock bottom deep,
character such as misery and grief make up the community
The other a castle that shines through darkness night
for it has an undying fire hope
a desire that hangs on the ceiling of my soul like a chandelier
Both these abodes I often call home
The house of positive and the the house of negative