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Dec 2018
I never noticed the house
Growing smaller in the distance
In my happy haze I frolicked away
All the while ignoring my minds quiet insistence
It wasn't until I began to sway
That I heard what my mind
Was trying to say
Don’t stray too far from the comforts of home
But I had not heard
I wanted to roam
I flew through the field
Like a bird
With my beautiful wings unfurled
But now my wondrous wings are broke
They were not mine to keep
My eyes well up and I start to choke
All alone in a field I weep
The road back home was much too steep
The porchlights turn on in that faraway house
I watch the silhouettes of people I once knew
Then look down at my tearstained blouse
Those people watched me as I grew
But now our time together is through
If only my wings were not broken
I could fly back to that far away house
If only I had listened to what my mind had spoken
I wouldn't be sitting in a lonely field frozen
Written by
Hailey johansen
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