I was between the devil and the deep sea,
My home has always being run with blood and with iron.
I thought they said a child should feel nothing but 'safe'
But mine was different.
My whole life was full of shit and pain,
I have never been happy in my home.
My father takes a dim view of everything I do,
My mother said I am a bird of ill omen,
I was never loved.
All through my childhood to my adulthood
My home is full of misunderstanding and unhappiness,
My parents are a log in the wheel of my life.
I wanted love
I wanted happiness
But they are not meant for me.
My prayer point over the years is a peaceful home,
But it seems God doesn't remember he created my family.
My Home
Abigail Adesanmi
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/30/2020
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Poem topics: child, childhood, family, father, feel, god, happiness, happy, mother, pain, remember, sea, bird, deep, iron, devil, view, point, thought, prayer, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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