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Home for the summer
I hate it here
Back where I once was
And old scars are aching
And I slowly come undone
My demons haunt these hallways
Does it ever end
It feels like a never ending cycle
When did it all begin
I should be a big girl now
But still the fear is there
And I feel my body tensing
Why am I this scared.
Back for the summer
A few months and nothing more
Yet I feel as though I’m falling
Stuck forever more…
And still I am the strong one
As I slowly break inside
Because I won’t give up
Now I’m strong enough to fight
Yet still there is a child who cowers
In your wake who hides from raised voices
And fears clanging plates.
And waits for the next episode
To see what else you’ll break
And, now I stand in the middle
Screaming in your face
Fighting back my demons
That are scrawled across your face
And sometimes the old thoughts creep in
Lurking in the shadows of my mind.
I feel depression creeping with every moment
That goes by
And I cling with all my sanity
To the fact that I don’t have to stay.
And each day brings me closer
To the day I go away
Back where I once was
And old scars are aching
And I slowly come undone
My demons haunt these hallways
Does it ever end
It feels like a never ending cycle
When did it all begin
I should be a big girl now
But still the fear is there
And I feel my body tensing
Why am I this scared.
Back for the summer
A few months and nothing more
Yet I feel as though I’m falling
Stuck forever more…
And still I am the strong one
As I slowly break inside
Because I won’t give up
Now I’m strong enough to fight
Yet still there is a child who cowers
In your wake who hides from raised voices
And fears clanging plates.
And waits for the next episode
To see what else you’ll break
And, now I stand in the middle
Screaming in your face
Fighting back my demons
That are scrawled across your face
And sometimes the old thoughts creep in
Lurking in the shadows of my mind.
I feel depression creeping with every moment
That goes by
And I cling with all my sanity
To the fact that I don’t have to stay.
And each day brings me closer
To the day I go away
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