Home should be a place you go to escape the world.
Home should not be a place where it feels like the world is crashing in on you.
Home should be where you have your most laughs and smiles.
Home should not be where you shed most of your tears out of hurt.
Home should be a place where everything around you is good.
Home should not be a place where you can figure out what a gram is and why dad has a dollar bill in his hand and a bloody nose with white powder on the kitchen table.
Home should be a place where your mom kisses your wounds and tells you everything will be okay.
Home should not be a place where your mother causes your wounds and tells you how worthless you are.
Home should be a place where you can bring your friends to sleep over.
Home should not be a place where you are scared to have a friend over in fear your dad will come home after work with whiskey breath and unholy thoughts.
Home should be a place you feel safe at all times.
Home should never be a place where your nightmares come alive.
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My bleeding heart
PoesiaI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
