Broken Home

My bones are cold because what used to warm them is gone

I don’t know where I’ve gone

I need to retrace the steps I took

How did I get myself here?

Surely, it couldn’t have been just me

I know you broke me too

But do you?

Healing is an inside job

But fuck it feels hard when

The breaking

Happens from the outside in

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