I'll make it home.

squeakyfluff

It's not healthy now,

so I'm learning to let go.

Not think of you somehow.

But, somehow, it's hard.

 

I walk aimlessly through the night.

Searching for peace in my head.

So that when I wander home,

I actually want to go to bed.

You'd think I want to.

As, home is actually in my dreams thread.

But, somehow, I won't.

 

This isn't bye.

But know, that like you,

I will not try.

Why, why should I always say hi?

Because, somehow, I'm lovesick.

 

I believe we have a magical touch.

Yet, it's hard to feel your hand,

when numbing mist fills my clutch.

not to fear, you'll hear my voice if it's true.

I'm always talking. Perhaps too much.

Either way, I'll make it home.

But, somehow, with and without you.

 

 

  • Author: squeakyfluff (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2017 04:45
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 31
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments +

Comments2

  • Christina8

    Oh that was a touching poem. I thought it was beautiful , esp. the end. "but somehow, with and without you" Great job!

  • squeakyfluff

    thankyou so much =] I think it's my best one yet! so thanks again, for such lovely words :3



To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.