Homecoming

This is not the homecoming I planned. I thought I escaped only to come back to burn it all to the ground. I lived my whole life for them. Tried to change their broken ways and lost myself along the way. Now I carry their burdens on my hands. So many years it took me to become who I am. Everything opposite of who they thought I should become. I knew I'd face the ridicule for missing his funeral. I couldn't even understand why I had come. I hated them for so long. I still carry some of the burdens they fashioned for me. Maybe I am here to give them back. Maybe I am more human than I thought myself to be. When I enter through these doors I may never return. I will never be the same again. Pray for me as I will pray for her swift passing.