A beautiful house
The outside
Shines with radiant beauty
And happy memories
Decorations are up
And the telltale signs of a happy family adorn the home
But there are cracks
Cracks in the seams
Open the happy blue door
And see the truth
The meticulously cleaned home
Every room spotless
Not an item out of place
It's almost like
No one's living there
It's untouched
Yet there's still more cracks
Bruised walls,
Doors,
Damaged from being slammed so much
Mostly empty fridge,
The only thing that's in abundance is cigarettes
A bedroom door,
That seems to never open
But of course,
No one ever sees
Those tiny little cracks
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Walled In
PoetryI'm stuck, trapped within these tight walls, stuck in this neverending cycle of abuse. I'm walled in within this world of pain. There is an escape, please, come find it with me in these poems. A collection of poems about abuse on all levels.
