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May 2014
I wish I had a place.
I wish I had my own place  
to be.
and be with and whom i please
but I do not
and must resign myself to measured hair and  measured time with those who ought to stay

their leisure I cannot welcome in this place I cannot stay
and I fear that this is a prison wall.
built to be alone.

I see them turn away.
I'm wont to walk my yard alone.
I'm wont to keep my space.
but turn and turn again i find these hoops I know I've lead astray.

these verses fabled mine and yours.
but the walls I do not know
and cannot entrust with the heart of mine.
and surely never yours.

so turn away I'll take my stride.
alone along my yard.
because the places I called home.
contain me in their lines.

now call it house and wait for home
I place I want to stay
this isn't one I ought've known
a place I cannot stay.
I'm sorry.
Cherri Cola
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Cherri Cola
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