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Home Your safe place Your comfort place The place where you’re loved The place you can cry The place you can rest Home is all of these things For a normal person that is But I I am not a normal person Home for me is Pain Sorrow Depression It’s hiding behind a door Hiding in a room With walls too thin Hearing the voices The ones that used to soothe me to sleep Are now just angry noises Constantly growing louder For me home is a nightmare It’s where my worst fears live Where they walk the halls Where they can torture me They torture me in that room I can’t even get away from them when I leave They live in my phone They live in the fear of looking at the screen They live in the fear of getting in my car And they live in the fear of never being free

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Date: 5/6/2016 1:08:00 AM
SHYLA, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. ** SKAT
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Date: 4/24/2016 9:17:00 AM
Shyla Contreras, nicely penned. Glad to read your poem today. Luv *LINDA*
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