It feels like home
It feels like prison
It's a place where I grow
But it's also the place where
The shouting of my parents
Echoed throughout my room,
Where I held my brother, telling him it's going to be over soon.
It's a place where I play and sing
But it's also the place where—
My mother's new boyfriend pushed
My brother to the ground, him bleeding
And crying and shouting and begging
For forgiveness as if it were his fault,
It's the place where I shouted for my brother but all I got was a ****** smirk from the new boyfriend
And I felt a sudden disgust sending
Throughout my skin.
It's a place built of dark days that seem no end,
But now it's just a shack of woods and *****
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 3:24 PM UTC
It feels like home
It feels like prison
It's a place where I grow
But it's also the place where
The shouting of my parents
Echoed throughout my room,
Where I held my brother, telling him it's going to be over soon.
It's a place where I play and sing
But it's also the place where—
My mother's new boyfriend pushed
My brother to the ground, him bleeding
And crying and shouting and begging
For forgiveness as if it were his fault,
It's the place where I shouted for my brother but all I got was a ****** smirk from the new boyfriend
And I felt a sudden disgust sending
Throughout my skin.
It's a place built of dark days that seem no end,
But now it's just a shack of woods and *****
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