Familiar walls become unfamiliar tunnels,
The heart isn't in here anymore,
Screams echoing the tunnels, yelling
Mom and dad sign the papers
Cracks coming up from the middle of the floorboards, the house is separating
The plants are dying, dried up leaves are falling on the ground that we once had family picnics on,
The roof doesn't shelter me the same, allowing nature to take its course, not caring how they are destroying the house, destroying me.
Seeping it's way into the walls, my parents aren't no longer mom and dad rather mom or dad
How am I in my house but it doesn't feel like home?