House that is No HomeA Poem by bryandc15House is not a Home
This house is no home,
this building with no love. This group of people are not family, missed all love,care,and trust. I wanted this once, and now I regret. I should've chosen what I need. I should've been contented with it. This house I'm now living with seemed a hell in Earth's crust. The house I'm seeking now was a paradise in disguise. In here, I'm sick. Nobody knows. In here, I'm dying. Nobody cares. This is what I wanted once, I deserve this. A severe punishment, and a dark way with no return. The home I'm seeking, would stay in my heart. Even if I'm in this house of terrible darkness and painful memories. Despite the madness I suffered, two hands of mine remained up. Tightly holding on with my loving mother to our really caring God. -bryandc15 © 2013 bryandc15Author's Note
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Added on February 12, 2013Last Updated on March 6, 2013 |

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