I Want To Go Home
It is very dark and cold,
How had I ended up on this desolate road?
I still remembered packing my bags,
I wanted to go home.
Now I am standing here alone,
Waiting for someone to give me a ride,
Why does every car pass me by?
And where is my phone?
I still remembered phoning home,
Talking to mum and dad,
Telling them, I will come home.
He does not want to stop with his affairs.
What am I doing on this road?
Why am I getting so very cold?
My head is throbbing very severe,
My heart is beating very slowly.
Why could nobody see me out here?
I am standing in the middle of the road,
With a heavy suitcase in my hand,
They can obviously see I am stranded
Why could I not remember what happened?
After he enters the room.
Finding me packing my suitcase,
Telling him I am leaving.
I remembered he turned around, exiting the room.
All I heard was a big bang and screaming.
What happened then?
I cannot remember anything.
Mum and dad must be worried,
Wondering where I am.
I want to go home,
I don't want to be on this road alone
What are all these people doing out here?
Ambulance and police cars, looking for something.
Why don’t they see me?
Please I want to go home.
Mum, Dad, why are you here?
Not seeing me standing in front of you?
Why are you two screaming and crying?
Whose body are they carrying?
Did they find it here, on this desolate road?
Mum, dad I am here!
I want to go home.
Copyright © Roebain Christians | Year Posted 2022
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