Tag Archives: Prisoner in My Own Home

I Will NEVER Love You, or This God DAMN Place Called “Home”

I will NEVER love you, or this god DAMN place called “home”, it may be your “home”, but it sure as HELL ain’t mine!  You’d forced me, to live here, to stay with you, and I’d, complied, ‘cuz, I got … Continue reading

Posted in Experiences of Life, Family Dynamics, Loss, Mishaps in Life, Philosophies of Life, Ranting About Life, the Consequences of Life, the Process of Life, The Trials of Life, Values of Life | Tagged , | Leave a comment