This House is not a Home
I made this house a home
Yet it doesn't feel like a home at all
Just an address we return to every day
An 30 year prison cell
Watching as time passes by
As we're wondering where it all went
I made this house a home
But it's still two families divided
Meals eaten in separate rooms
No laughter bouncing off the walls
Everyone left to their own devices
Imagining a better world to be apart of
I made this house a home
Yet it lacks no family value
Or emotional safety
No strong bonds to build a connection
And there's no going back to fix the damages
That made this house is not a home
-jeroberts












