A Quiet Place
A Quiet Place
A quiet place
Where I knew not pain
Where innocence reign
Lost in a field of flowers
Chasing butterflies
Blowing bubbles
Collecting rocks
Waiting for you
Staring through the peep hole
Hand on the knob
Glued to the door
Can’t look away
No matter how long I wait
The doorbell won’t ring
The Keyes won’t sound
On the other side
You’re no where to be found
Tears crawl down my eyes
Heavy and warm
You’re gone but have never left
You don’t see me
But I’m upset
Standing here waiting
Until my feet fail
And I fall to my knees
Empty, with shortness of breath
You didn’t turn around
To see me wave goodbye
Need a place to hide
An escape
So I go run wild into the woods
Screaming at the top of my lungs
‘til I hear an echo
Reassuring I’m not alone
Howling with the wolves
Collecting leaves
Making a bed to lay my head
The big moon watches over me
As the day fails
I harvest sunflowers
To raise my spirit
To stir my soul
Can’t find my way
Left with no place to go
Estranged
Broken winged
Wind cut through grass
Slits against the rind
A citric burst fill the air
Orange zest in between my fingers
Sweet oil adorn the palm of my hand
Bleeding for love to remedy the pain
Your reflection is starting back at me
Your eyes, your cheeks
Plump, and sleepy
A jar of fireflies light up the night
On days like this
I forgive and swallow my pride
Marckincia Jean
Free verse
01/16/20
Copyright © Marckincia Jean | Year Posted 2020
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