#nohome
With the vacuum in my stomach,
I can feel the rush of pain.
With the tears oozing out,
I succumb to despair.
With all the world against me,
I am still trying to stand straight.
With the future that only holds uncertainty,
I wish to live just few more days.
With too much chaos at once,
I was born at the wrong place.
Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 4:05 AM UTC
On this day three years ago,
I was given up for adoption.
On this day three years ago,
I was no longer wanted.
On this day three years ago,
I lost everything.
On this day three years ago,
I was torn apart.
On this day three years ago,
I gave up.
On this day three years ago,
I found out I wasn't enough.
On this day three years ago,
My life was no longer mine.
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 10:03 AM UTC
I was just a child,
but that seemed to be enough
We sat in the front of your car
As you drove us to Hell
Oblivious to all the **** to come
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 7:28 PM UTC
If home is
merely a place
where you sleep,
shower,
keep your clothes
for the next day,
then, yeah,
I've got one of those.
But if home is
a place where you are loved,
accepted in your totality,
able to express yourself
wholeheartedly
without words of doubt
and decisions that
crush you,
concluding your fate,
then, certainly,
I've not had
one.
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC