This house... my prison

This home, to me,
is just a house
it is a binding trap
and i am a mouse

when i am away
i feel free
but walking in the door
is like caging me

there is poison in this house
it lingers in the air
and when i breathe it in
it strips me bare

there is no joy left
my smile fades
i only feel alone
and crave the sting of blades

this house consumes me
in all of its doom
so i flee to my sanctuary,
my messy little room

i do not know why
i hate it here
or why i want
to disappear

i want to leave
to just walk out the door
but i have no reason
to get up off the floor

so i will sit here in sorrow
listening to the beat
of the music in my head
that is screaming "defeat"

for defeated is how i feel
when i am in this house
and i cannot escape the trap
... nor can a mouse

*i don't know where i was going with the whole mouse thing. comment/vote if you can. thanks*