You finally got your own house
with the man who helped you ruin our lives.
But your old house is literally two blocks away,
where now lives a family of four instead of five.
You say you want us to come to your new home,
you love your kids and want them with you.
We hesitated, but dad urged us to go.
"Despite it all she is still your mother, and it is the right thing to do. "
The second I walked through the door of this strange new house,
I got a bad feeling in my stomach, and I can still feel it now.
It got worse as I roamed the rooms,
and I soon realized that the house layout was was the same as our old house,
the one where we had first moved back when our family was still in bloom.
Although the house isn't exactly the same,
memories are flooding into my brain
from a time when things were okay.
This house is familiar
but this house is not a home .
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Unspoken Thoughts II
PoetryThis is the sequel to my "Unspoken Thoughts" poetry book. Things are very different now than when I first published that book, and you will see how my struggles drastically changed. A lot changed in my life, for worse and yet for better as well. It'...
