POEM STARTER

'The key they'd given me still fit the lock, but the house no longer felt like home'

Write a poem which closes with this line.

Homeless

The key they’d given me still fit the lock,

but the house no longer felt like home.

The familiar photos still hung on the wall,

But I feel so completely alone.


It’s been eight months since you left,

Not that you had the choice.

But you left me here by myself dammit,

& I really need to hear your voice.


This house is my house, but no…

it’s not a home.

Because you should be here,

Not under a headstone.

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