In the place of my return,
There's so many bridges burned,
Hurtful words have been spoken,
Piercing into hearts broken.
No one person is to blame,
Still, the pointing fingers came,
It all came down on my head,
The first chance I saw, I fled.
I still miss my family,
Not what they bring out in me,
Beratement, verbal abuse,
Twisting my mind, no excuse.
There is no explanation,
I thrive in my salvation,
With my son and my husband,
Life is filled with love so grand.
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