18 Oct 2016

That day I said "welcome home" and you didn't really believe it, good for you

I wanted to be your home. I thought I could. But I am the mouth of a shark and I tried to swallow you whole. I wanted to consume all of you, your tenderness, your fears, your wounds, your happiness, I wanted to grab you with both my hands and crush you into pieces, how dare you exist with all these pains for so long, how dare you survive them all and yet still soft, still kind, still calm, how come no one protects your smile. You look for benevolence in the way I let you rest on me, you look for violence in the way my teeth marking your skin. You are the lost childhood, the dead innocence, the broken window of a house without a roof, all I could do is to be haunted by the rememories of something I didn't witness yet heard all the muffled screams. But all I did was trying to possess you just like the way they did.
I thought I could be a home. But I am always the mouth of a shark that tries to swallow you whole.
---- can you come back any way?