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Where is home?

Where is home?

I close my eyes and I want to go home, when I open them I am home or more like the place I live.

Because home is where you feel safe, a place to go when you’re feeling down, where your not alone.

But I don’t feel safe, I feel lonely. I want this house to be the place I go…….But right now I don’t have a place.

So when I close my eyes and I want to go home…….where is home?

I wrote this when I was thirteen when my mom and her boyfriend were fighting and I was sobbing alone in my room. I suffered from PTSD and still do.

But what this poem(I guess you can call it that)means is that sometimes you just want to run away from everything and go to your own little hiding place.

But I didn’t have anywhere to go so I bottled up my emotions into this “poem”

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