Here's my latest poem for you and I, personally, am not too big a fan of love poems and whatnot but I was reading a novel and it just came to me. It's not extra cheesy but somewhere along the lines of a love poem. Thoughts?
She told me,
"don't leave the house, it's not safe."
So of course, I
leave the house
Doors are locked,
I'm in the wild
Walking to the city,
feeling something
Behind me
When I turn,
nothing's there
Suddenly, I get
tangles up in vines, someone cuts me out
Though when I turn,
I see
No one
In the city, strange
men give me things
Poison
One step and all I
see
Blackness
I awake, one worried
face above me, my cure
I blink, the face
disappears
I get up, walk,
think, remember
That face
That reminds me of
home
Who protects me
without me knowing
Who seems to be with
me without being there
I think of the face
And look up to see
Home, I'm home, safe
Running to the
porch,
I see him
The face
And I realize, I've
always been home
Always been safe,
When I was hurt,
when I was caught, when I was in danger
My anonymous was
always there
Merry Christmas to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteA1 poem yo
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