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there was one night when i got home from work. my family was getting ready to go to sleep while i was just barely taking off my shoes. i dragged my body up the stairs and into my room where i leaned against my doorway. it was thanksgiving. my older sister began telling me everything i missed and i began to relive my work day. something in my chest began to feel heavy. and once again, i needed a hug. my mouth felt zipped, i couldn't open it if i tried. i remember slowly falling to my knees. still in my work clothes, i began to cry. oh how badly i wanted to spend this holiday with my family, oh how badly i just wanted that day to be over so i could consider it the past. the present felt like a sharp pain in my chest. i closed my eyes as tears made their way down my face. in that quiet, painful moment i felt arms around me. i let myself go completely. the silent tears turned into sobs as my head dug into my older sisters shoulder. she rubbed my back and told me i did good, that she was proud of me, that i did well.
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 2:26 PM UTC
the end of a day
there was one night when i got home from work. my family was getting ready to go to sleep while i was just barely taking off my shoes. i dragged my body up the stairs and into my room where i leaned against my doorway. it was thanksgiving. my older sister began telling me everything i missed and i began to relive my work day. something in my chest began to feel heavy. and once again, i needed a hug. my mouth felt zipped, i couldn't open it if i tried. i remember slowly falling to my knees. still in my work clothes, i began to cry. oh how badly i wanted to spend this holiday with my family, oh how badly i just wanted that day to be over so i could consider it the past. the present felt like a sharp pain in my chest. i closed my eyes as tears made their way down my face. in that quiet, painful moment i felt arms around me. i let myself go completely. the silent tears turned into sobs as my head dug into my older sisters shoulder. she rubbed my back and told me i did good, that she was proud of me, that i did well.
inspiration from the end of a day by jonghyun
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 2:26 PM UTC
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