I live in four different places
Throughout the week
Every week
I live in a shitty trailer
In *
I live in a one bedroom apartment
With my boyfriend
In **
I live in a traveling tent
On the weekends
And I live in a factory
Forty plus hours a week
Working a dead end job
I have no home
I feel like I've never had a home
I always felt unwelcome around
My mom
Growing up
I was unwelcome
When I lived with my grandparents
I was micromanaged
At my ex's Father's
Then I was despised by my ex when
We weren't ex's and lived together
I lived with my now boyfriend
For four months
Afterwards when I moved back
Into my ex's and my trailer
He said no more living together
Time for me to taste independence
Freedom
I didn't get to stay
In his small apartment
With him
My work
Is killing me
The dark building
The horrible smells
I want a home
One home
I want to be happy
Happy in my one home
How do I get this
Do I run away
Quit everything
Quit life
I've thought of it
Many
Many
Many times
Where can I go
What can I do
How can I have
One home
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Colors of My Mind
PoetryI wrote these poems during the darkest time of my life. Writing is what got me out of my crippling depression. -Piece is not fully posted- Regularly updated. There is mention of: sex, self harm, self loathing, drinking. Foul language. * I do not s...
