Silence of home

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I hear the waves of despair wash over the shore
I've learned recently how to heal
Cover it up and forget about it
But of course
Healing hurts worse than the injury
My mom calls me
Yesterday we talked about how you can use people as markets of time
"when you were still with..."
"when **** was still around..."
Interesting how that works
My dad is being an ass again
He keeps harassing my family to make me talk to him
Then he wonders why I wont
I don't want to leave my room today
I made plans
But will I follow through?

The Tawas lake washes over my feet
I hear birds in the distance
Usually I don't like the water
But I'll suffice

The water cools my soul
I want this moment to be mine
At least
Until morning comes

Then I'll leave for home
And silence with be mine once more

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