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no one is home

06/22/2014

no one is here

the house is empty, but me

the walls are shouting

the floor is reaching up to grab me

the ceiling is falling down

i wait for a friend to call

the phone never rings

i go out for a walk

but i cannot stand the sun

i return to my prison

it has become a welcome hovel

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From → My Life, Poetry

2 Comments
  1. lovely poem thank you so much for sharing. I connected with the words. I feel like no one is home inside my head to help me.

    • thank you for commenting, i PRAY that is only a temporary state and you find peace and friendship soon…love crystal

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