A Loving Home

August 26, 2022 /

A home with no lights 

I cannot see

My past, present, or future

All shrouded in dark shouting

A home with no doors

No one to welcome me home

No opportunities to go through

No way out

A home with no bed

My comfort is restricted

My safety is stripped

My mind is always running rampant

A home with no one to call friend

A home with no peace and silence 

A home with no love 

A home with nothing at all 

While I am not empty but filled

Filled with fear