My Home Was Not A Home

Our home was broken 

Even the people inside 

We didn't know who to turn to 

We didn't know how to fly 

No one could relax or breathe 

It was a space without affection 

We only knew how to fight

We only knew what to scream

The walls could have been filled with photos 

Instead they were filled with holes from anger

We didn't know how to hug 

We didn't know about love

My home was not a home

It was a place of anxiety and stress

We knew we were in pain 

We knew nothing could change