Home 404

Another morning.

The sun still shines in my face, forcing me to step my foot out of my bed

The floor is crumbling,

I rushed to wear my bunny shoes but they are melting

A monster has swallowed my room, set my things on fire, snatched my people away

I had locked rooms with ideas, they are floating; I am catching the remaining ashes as they greet me to my new home

Unknown; people surround me. I try to trick my mind that this is my home. But there are no giggles. No whispers in comments

Once upon a time when the notifications made me smile

My neighbors have shifted to another home.

But how could I forget a place which wasn’t my home in the first place,

It was hope, smile, tears, laughter.

Home 404

I found myself here.

I am picking up the red sheets to washing away the love but now it’s bleeding.

I am cleaning the windows, hoping for some sign of hope

I am packing my goods, but nostalgia is holding me back

Save me, my home

Home 404

From the first day, I stepped into this house

I was aware that I didn’t belong here

But I gathered memories from the happy chuckles

When I was with my family, we played game nights on weekends

Musical chairs, board games

The times when I couldn’t play chess and thought we used as magnets on the refrigerator

Days when I was low, trying to get up from bed

Sunlight blessed me through the windows which supported me

The moment when I goto the shower and cry, I know this home would never judge me, accept my flaws

Ceilings dropping tears, wailing for me

The doors have cracked paint waiting for me to heal them

My desk is breaking down, breaking down

How could you bid farewell to us? Samina

Chandeliers whisper secrets in midnights and couches beg me to lay carelessly on it for hours, I wish I could

That’s when I knew I belonged here

But this home never belonged to me

Home 404

I never found a person who I could call home,

Who I could hug when the days go rough

At least I had a place I call home

But it’s lost

Lost but I never owned it

I do own my memories, still

Home 404

But I would never see this street again, never see this home again,

I am incomplete without this home & this home is incomplete without me

Home 404

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FOOTNOTE:

DAY 1: HOME 404

WRITE ABOUT A HOME (PLACE, PERSON, ANIMAL OR ANYTHING) WHICH WAS NEVER YOURS.

#decemberprompts1 #saminadecemberwritings