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I have cried in every room of this house. And you wonder why I don't feel at home.
But I have cried because of you right infront of you, and still felt safe.
Destruction and despair from my mother and my lover. 
I wonder if it'll ever go away or is it here to stay.
my home is a nightmare but my life with you is a prison cell.
But I would rather be in that cell than go back to my so-called home where I'm loved and have a family.
My love for you is destroying me but my life at home is killing me.
So i ask myself this question.
Which do you want: the pain of staying where you are, or the pain of letting go?

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