Was very young when realized,
LOVE in my house was tiny sized,
Cursing each other behind the wall,
Chaos was getting common after all.
Piece of care could've been one,
To make it home but there wasn't none.
Wished to be erased soon as possible,
Needed to be strong for this hustle.
I'm alive now with this behavior knit,
Trust me man I wasn't born with it.
Soon, I see myself far away,
Away and so truly erased,
Just so nothing could get me traced.
Chaos always turns a home into just a house and matter of fact this is getting very common in families, tearing them apart. I started writing just so I could escape into a different world, a better one, and so here I am again, kind of better and stronger I guess, and tried to feel my first poem ERASED after a long time. Stay together guys, and make each smile stay forever.