A house away from home

Was that house
one of lies
one of alcohol and fear
Were there violences
muffled by bedroom doors
and punishments
sealed by closet doors
Gone without…
gone without

Come to me now
Lay those ghosts in my hands
Let us live
for time is so short

~photo by Ben Gingell / Getty images

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