i wish there was a place to call home that didn’t hurt. everywhere i go seems to hurt just a little less than before. but then i go home, and everything hurts again. home is supposed to be where there is peace, not pain. i wish i had a home that was painless, that i could escape to when i needed. my pain follows me, i leave my home

and it’s still there. i wish there was a place to call home that didn’t hurt.