Not My Home Anymore

August 16, 2012
By Cantrella PLATINUM, Kamuela, Hawaii
Cantrella PLATINUM, Kamuela, Hawaii
31 articles 1 photo 18 comments

Favorite Quote:
" Backward, turn backward
oh time in your flight,
make me a child again,
just for tonight." E.A. Allen


An end table that once graced our hallway,
Is leaning by the back door,
Pots I learned to cook in,
Tucked away in her cupboards.
The dinner table where we said grace,
Where I did my homework
Is buried under papers by the kitchen.
My desk I sat at through high school,
Is in her daughter’s room.
Things that used to be ours,

Now hers and yours.
No longer is this my home.
Memories cut in half,
I know them all, divided or sold,
To strangers who don’t know,
That that book was read to me at bedtime,
That rocking chair was where I was nursed,
Rocked back and forth until I feel asleep,
Where I held my baby sister,
When you needed to take a nap.
No longer a home,
Just a jigsaw puzzle, with pieces missing.
A portrait with half torn away.
To stay is to be half of a whole,
Seeing a fridge with pictures,
Not of you and dad,
But you and her.
Trying to create an illusion of a new family,
Two severed halves trying to make a whole.


The author's comments:
It's hard to put my thoughts into words sometimes. This is the closest I can get to expressing myself.

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