A Lonely Daughter's Poems

HOME

I've come home, to a home that isn't mine, one that I fled.

Yet, I've returned one could say to wave

Yet, as I looked at it, memories of home waved in like a stormy ocean

I'm brought back to the home that denied me food when I was hungry,

I'm brought back a home that scolded me by leaving nothing yet leaving everything lying around

I'm brought back a home that whispered in my ear every night my worthlessness in this world, one I was too young to understand

I'm back home from a place that always yelled and screamed

Yet the walls whispered secrets of those you in front of a mask told sweet nothings but spewed vile words that could burry corpses

I see and feel the coldness and hollow as I walked down the home and see the empty memories

I was a witness of the one who ordered the commandment of our banishment, forced to leave with nothing but us

I saw the person I loved die at the hands of one who doesn't love, I couldn't bare the thought of seeing them a walking corpses yet I knew the state they where in

It's sad and even pathetic to see the monster that denied my family food, the one that every night whispered into my ear my worthlessness, the one who banished my love one to their death and other more cruelty's

Beg and ask if we, the once hungry family if we would like to stay for dinner, the monster now seeks for warmth, realizing that in her need.

She pushed everyone away,
Had i been much younger, my rage would've boiled over,
But now I see is a pathetic old woman trying to see the worth of a home that has nothing

No matter how much she decorates the home, how she leave that very own home for a temporary high of the company of other people, even if fake.

She's alone, and I feel nothing but pity for the old monster I once called grandma.

With mind and heart both at unnerving calm and sadness I leave the hollow house that I once called home.