Home

There she goes again
Going to the house
That holds her horrors
Her nightmares

It holds the scars
The slamming doors
The hurt
The tears

She goes everyday
Hesitates
But keeps going
Slowly

It holds the faces
The pain
The memories
The darkness

The tears
Sweet and salty
Smooth and rough
Soft and hard

She doesn't want to
But she has to
Go to the place called
Home

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