Dear Family
Dear Family,
I am still searching for a place to call home
Because broken hearts
And empty promises are not it
Always torn between
Two voices
Two masks
Two houses
And when I unintentionally say home
The other house begins to roar
It sets itself in flames
Begging me to walk in before the roof collapses
Wanting to engulf me in its flames
Oh, but there is something so tragically beautiful
About the flare
About the flicker of emotions
Hidden in dark places
I have tried searching for my home
And I thought I found it within him
But how could I be so naive
As to think he could withstand the heat that I so desperately brought upon him
Because that is what I knew to be love
So I am on a constant journey
To find my home within myself
Free of trapped doors and unbearable heat
But when I do
I am never letting go.
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