A House isn’t a Home

It’s too long to say,
too hard to say,
how far I’d go to stay,
what I’d go through,
what I’ve gone through,
what I’ve went through
what I’ve been through,
what I’m going through
takes a back seat to find
Hannah in a house
isn’t a home without us.
Vacant.
Great, no one’s here.
Because I’m right here, I voice said loud
enough to hear over my self-confidence
pointing its finger at me in shame.
I spun around to my new home.

(© 2022 AC)

(WattpadAmazon Kindle.)

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