The place in which you should call home.
To grow from young until you’re old .
A safe and subtle place to know .
A place that always feels so known.

Yes fights and quarrels may occur,
Like always thinking that they were the worst .

Two brothers locked and tied ,
Sisters seen always as one .
A bond you’d think will stay alive ,
A relationship you’d never think will be undone .

But a place that others could call hell,
And have a reason to end themselves .
A traumatic and tragic place to be ,
Wishing that some day they could be free.

A hidden side always locked away ,
Where the horrors and trauma tends to play .
You’d never think that’s were they’ll be ,
But such things are kept hidden between you and me.

And a place that others will never see.

© moonlightpoetry