Home to yourself

Have you noticed that
we shut a door
in our soul
each time someone says
‘no more’.
We scratch the walls of ourselves,
scream at our windows,
break every bone –
we are made of glass.
This is not supposed to feel
like a burden,
but we feel that we deserve
the pain//
the waiting…
When someone shuts a door
just remember
You are a home
under construction.
You got more than
a fucking window,
or a door,
you are a home to yourself.
And if someone wants to stay,
they won’t break the glass,
they won’t burn the house down,
but simply find the key
to open the damn door.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: