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May 2016
I'm the only voice inside of my head
But that's not what I'm worried about
My own room has rejected me again
The state of the world has left me roaming around

When I got too sick I crawled to the road
Found my old thoughts as I watched the landscape roll
I learned everything from these dark shapes in the heave
I believe you know I was born to leave

So I walked the streets in search of innocence
Yours I found and the children were saved
But I think I swear more than I should
I swear I'll come back to see you soon
When I can, when the weather's right
Cause in the confort of winter I slept when I could
And I could only think of you and the city
And the people that don't make a sound
And those that write things on the walls
I'm telling you because I care, and you were there,
I saw salvation on a merry-go-round

I felt the need to stay a while
I needed to find the places in the movies
A perfect moment when the lighting's right
A fake cardboard place full of possibilities

I went to see the few people I can stand
It took them so long to remember what to say
But my words were melting into theirs
I can't face anyone for more than a day

I'm home everywhere as long as the sun sets down
We grow up crooked like trees in the ache that surrounds
I will be home on the road when the sun sets down
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Heleli  23
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