Bring Me Home
It's so hard
Warm and welcoming
Dies within these walls.
It's so dark
Flickers of floating dust
The blinds stay shut.
I can't come home
You are my home mom
Can I come home to you?
Death is my only option
It's the only way
I'll be at home again.
Copyright © Dylan Frost | Year Posted 2021
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