I thought underneath my skin, I'm home. But I knew some homes | Every Day Poems

I thought underneath my skin, I'm home.
But I knew some homes have monsters in their closets.
I wanted nothing, not even flowers.
Just to be laid down with my hands empty.
In a void so big, it remains empty.

I don't know how not to suffocate.
But atleast today, I tried.
I don’t know how to live my life, but atleast today I want to.