Home is not welcoming.
Home does not want me here;
It allows me to live under its roof but
It will not let me forget.
Home is shame;
It is fear and guilt and regret.
It is the sound of
“You could do better”
And
“You are not enough”
Home stays still
It tells you to stay with it
In a way that your body won’t allow
You are squirming in place
About to burst, staying still.
Home has changed
It wasn’t always like this
It has silenced;
Poisoned our roots
And cut our wings.
Home is Home.
Your place of return.
It is safe under here
Protecting you from
The Outside World.
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 4:12 AM UTC
Home is not welcoming.
Home does not want me here;
It allows me to live under its roof but
It will not let me forget.
Home is shame;
It is fear and guilt and regret.
It is the sound of
“You could do better”
And
“You are not enough”
Home stays still
It tells you to stay with it
In a way that your body won’t allow
You are squirming in place
About to burst, staying still.
Home has changed
It wasn’t always like this
It has silenced;
Poisoned our roots
And cut our wings.
Home is Home.
Your place of return.
It is safe under here
Protecting you from
The Outside World.
