Home is where
The wrong word is a slap
crying is a belt
noise is
cigarettes on your back
Home is where they hurt your dog to hurt you
Where the boyfriends come and go
Where the drugs and flesh
are sold
Home is cops
Pounding on the door
Drunks passed out on the floor
Kids asking for more...
Food
Home is needles
it’s pipes
It’s tweakers trading their lives
for a high
Home is spoiled milk in the fridge
Empty boxes and cans and
Roaches crawling
Everywhere
Home is burns and bruises
Scars and stitches
and frequent
accidents
Home is damp ***** stained carpet
smells like ****
I want out of it
No matter how
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 1:15 PM UTC
Home is where
The wrong word is a slap
crying is a belt
noise is
cigarettes on your back
Home is where they hurt your dog to hurt you
Where the boyfriends come and go
Where the drugs and flesh
are sold
Home is cops
Pounding on the door
Drunks passed out on the floor
Kids asking for more...
Food
Home is needles
it’s pipes
It’s tweakers trading their lives
for a high
Home is spoiled milk in the fridge
Empty boxes and cans and
Roaches crawling
Everywhere
Home is burns and bruises
Scars and stitches
and frequent
accidents
Home is damp ***** stained carpet
smells like ****
I want out of it
No matter how
Inspired by my life and the lives of my students
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