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”
The first time I made my little cousin put my dick in her mouth she cried and said she was going to tell her mom so I told her to go ahead and tell her mom her mom used to make me eat her pussy and lick her ass. So the next day I took her and went to the bathroom and I shut the door and pulled out my dick and told her to put it in her mouth she got down and opened her mouth and I never had to ask her again I would just take it out and she would get it done. That was 30 years ago and I still go by to see her she sucks my dick every time