The house is hallow, no one is home
The house is empty and I am alone.
The blinds are closed, so no one can see,
That the house is all empty, except for me.
They pushed all my buttons and pulled on my hair,
I told them that I never wanted to see them there.
But without them the house grows cold, I am alone.
Without them the house no longer feels like a home.
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Uhhhh so I wrote this one after visiting family for a weekend. I thought it was interesting that when people within your family hurt you there's no easy way to get away from them, like how are you supposed to cut off someone like your own parents? And once you start removing the people that repeatedly hurt you from your life would there even be anyone there anymore?
Now that I have regular therapy I've watched my poems go from "Maybe everyone's a jerk to me because there's something wrong with me and not them" to "Man, other people suck ass".
Update: this poem sucks and idk why I posted it
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PoetryYIPEE A PLACE FOR MY POEMS‼️‼️ All of them are kind of depressing I'm very sorry ‼️‼️‼️‼️ And I think I'll be explaining them too since I like talking about what they're about, but of course, they can be interpreted in whatever way you like. (I took...
