If I go back home
What will I find?
A happy family?
Children with both

A mother and father?
Is it better that way?

Will it help me handle this all?

Or will it make me worse?

My compass is broken,
It cannot tell me where to travel.

I cannot rely on it this time.

I feel like I’m paralyzed,
Unable to push myself in any direction.
For fear of what I’ll find.