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 © | Year Posted 2021

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