Tears flow down your cheeks
As you pack your few affairs
Run out of the door
And leave your life behind
You kneel in pain as you look behind
You see no more light
Your home is gone
Get up. Go back.
Stay here. Keep going.
Stop wrestling with yourself
It won't do good
Just stop and wait.
Footsteps. Warm arms.A soft bed.
You're safe now, just sleep.
You are home.
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Written January 4th, 2006
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Oh my god Ellee, this is such a sad poem...aaw, you nearly got me crying there. Short but to the point, so sweet.
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