My Book Of Poems

"Home"

He runs through the trees, with all their shaking leaves. His hair blowing softly in the wind as he dreams of the forgotten lands, a place he can call home. Tears running down his face. His house never felt like home. Searching for meadows with flowers, and longs to hear the songs of birds. He stops. He shatters, like glass under pressure. He stares at the glimmering night sky flooded with stars. The space is so deep you'd get lost. He looks down, misty eyed. Thoughts raced through his mind. The acid-like thoughts burned his brain. He was sad, sad because his family was stuck in hatred. Yelling and screaming is all he knows. The demons had now corrupted him, they wont go away, infecting him and his family like viruses. His emotions trapped in a substance so alike to tar. He's lost, numb, lonely, and hopeless. A girl, a girl so pure, she resembles hope. He is close to finding his forgotten land, his home. She reaches out to grab his hand to pull him out of his sorrow. The waters thick, he's drowning. At last she free's him. She holds him in her arms. She's comforting. He looks into her glistening eyes as she stares back into his. He realizes she is his forgotten land, his home sweet home.