I stand by the door, one foot in and the other foot out

Staring at the locks

This house that holds all of my tears are falling on carpet that has longed since drowned

I’m not happy here anymore

The walls are burned and the ceilings all cave in on me

I can hear the creaking of the floorboards beneath my feet

I am always nervous,

Always expecting

Needing

Wanting

And ready…to leave

I look at my daughters pleading eyes and I see her daddy flash before her eyes

But the decision is mines

And I am weak

This house requires too much to make it a home

And I am spent

Entangled between the throes of despondency

The handle is in my hands

All I have to do is turn the knob

But my heart can’t muster the resolve

Even though this door has all of the energy in the world to be turned

And released

It just needs the command

I weep

And of the house I beg of thee

Please, stop taking all of me

leave me with at least eyes for crying

There was once love in this house

And maybe there is a little left

But that love is no longer coming from inside of me

There are spirits that dwell in this house who trap me here

They whisper to me in the morning

And they lay in bed with me at night

I stand by the door, one foot in, and the other foot out

Staring at the locks

This house that holds all of my tears are falling on carpet that has long since drowned

I’m not happy here anymore