Going Home
Make believe it’s all okay,
pretend that things are fine
but this time it has gone to far
and gone and crossed the line.
I’m heading back to times before,
back where I belong,
for the disillusion feeling
has become far too strong.
I’ll go and fetch my shovel,
I know the very spot,
I’ll dig a massive hole there,
easy it is not.
My shovel, I will fling away,
I’ll climb in to the pit;
laying down I’ll claw the earth,
dragging down at it.
The mud it pours in to my mouth
floods into my nose,
my eyes, my ears are covered,
all of me, I suppose.
I set a tree to tumble,
it holds the earth in place,
ensures that I can’t back out
and try to escape this place.
The insects won’t be long now,
worms will go in and out,
eating me, devouring me,
I really have no doubt.
I am going home now,
from malice it will save,
I’ll dwell forever now in peace
within my earthen grave.
Submitted: May 06, 2018
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Don't, Hull!
Sun, May 6th, 2018 7:53pmWow! I am speechless, such strong lines, Hully.... The emotions are palpable! Well done.
Mon, May 7th, 2018 1:51pmStrong write, Ms. Hullabaloo. Nice work
Mon, May 7th, 2018 2:08pmWow. You have a way with words, for sure. Thank you for sharing this. Best wishes x
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Jeff Bezaire
Powerful, despairing words. No one should have to feel this way, especially someone so kind-hearted. I'm sorry, Hully. I hope this feeling doesn't last long.
Sun, May 6th, 2018 5:45pmAuthor
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Thanks for reading, Jeff.
Sun, May 6th, 2018 11:59am