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
Content Warning: This story contains depictions of familial physical and verbal abuse.
I consider toxicity to be when someone’s behavior constantly affects your life negatively and upsets your life.
Toxic like the unfiltered water I drink when there’s nothing left,toxic like the love I get ,one minute you want me the next minute you don’t ,
Shattered the feeling I felt when you broke me ,broken like a glass that’s all I’ll ever be,hurtful like the toxic words that slip out of your mouth with such ease ,do you really love me ?,but
