I wish home
Felt like home again
Instead of a
Battlefield where
I have to avoid
The line of fire
Or else I will be
Shot and gunned
Down with
Insults to me
And to my person,
Where I have to
Run to make
It to peaceful
Lands to get away
From the deadly
Artillery being
Used on a daily,
Where nowhere
Feels safe at all,
I wish home
Felt like home again
And not a
Battlefield
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The Daily Struggle
PoetryThese are poems about my daily struggles that I deal with. If you relate to any, feel free to comment, vote, and follow me for more! I will be updating every day or two.
