Broken Home Poem by skyy downing

Take me back to the time when i had an idea of my destiny,
Now im sitting here just you and me,
weary of what we could be,
Tired of hearing i need to leave,
others dont understand the love between you n me,
sorrow breaks free from our hearts,
signs showing us it was wrong from the start,
words slice the silence,
taunting our feeling,
the truth is a burrden on the seilling,
causing it to cave in,
the walls eventually gave in,
what was left wasent enough to call a home,
everything we once had was gone...