Broken

Today, I’m leaving the home
that I, for so long, owned.
For years, it held my things dear,
a place for me to call my own.

But tonight, all bonds have been broken.
I stand here, blank and feeling less.
Nothing seems to ruffle my skin
as I look around, like in another town.

Everything seems unknown,
while I stand here aloof.
Thinking of a place to go to,
suppressing a sigh as nothing comes to mind

I have turned homeless tonight,
after four years of time spent here.
Of laughing and crying, being myself,
hugging the walls while being comforted.

Tears well up in my eyes
as I wander into moments gone by.
There's nothing to look forward to,
I’m leaving my heart behind.

All that whispered in my years till yesterday
is just an eerie silence tonight.
The screeching and screaming
as I throw the furniture around.

I yearn to hear the voice of love
but what greets me is the silence, misunderstood.
I cry for all to come out alive.
Yet I’m the only one who utters a sound.

Closing the door behind me,
as soon as I take a step beyond,
the ground shifts beneath my feet
and I find myself down on my face.

The trickling blood, my nose hurt,
its touch warm on my tongue.
It feels good to taste the warmth.
I’ve, for long, been so cold.

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