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| I take a deep breath and step through the door, this is the last place that I want to be. slowly the view reveals and empty room, but he's there, just not where I can see. He steps out of his room with a bouncing glide, my heart sinks lower and I shake. I must not show him how nervous I am, that would be my biggest mistake. He sits down and inquires how my day went, I tell him it went just fine. I say that I must sleep now, I'm tired, imagination pushing thoughts through my mind. I tell him to go and let me sleep, but he refuses to heed my tone. He stalls a little more, hoping minds change, but I really want to be alone. I'll be strong this time, not let him sway me, A verbal fight will now begin. The argument heats up, but I stand firm, This time, he will not win. |
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