The Journey
light
surrounds me
green field, stretching
lasting forever
i run free
free of torment
free of guilt
free of judgement
the wind
seems to flow through me
I've never felt this before
im convinced it's a dream
but i can't wake up
i come across a grove of trees
and i lie down
i feel the wind
i feel the sky, the birds...the peace
i see a stump of
a old oak tree
i feel a tear come down
wanting to fall,
i feel for the tree
i cry, i sob
i don't know why
the stump tells me something
a whisper, a secret
that's meant to keep
the secret i treasure
deep inside
like a promise
i keep running
until i cant run
anymore, any longer
i again think of
the stump
i start to cry
before i tell myself,
control your emotions!
i keep running...
i think of my life
before
i fell asleep
i see family
cheerful
happy
without me
i don't want
to go back to those times
i want to go forward,
never look back
i keep running
i think back to
my mother:
kind eyes
loving hands
caring acts
my father:
strong hads
firm beliefs
forgiving tone of voice
i stop and i think to myself,
if i go back, my future is
wasted
i won't be able to lice
freely, without a care
in the world
i think to the secret
i feel like shouting it
to the world
but the stump...
what if i broke my promise
what if i couldn't control my emotions
what if i got stuck in this world
what if i want to...
what if...
i keep running
i keep running
i keep running
i keep running
my mind is racing
my heart is beating
m legs ar trembling
i feel as though
i will fall
but
i keep running
tears stream down my cheeks
and the world aroung me changes
so fast
that i don't see it coming
the green field to to dry,
dead plants, dead field
i don't know where i am anymore
i see the grove in the distance
i run to the stump
i fall upon it and
cry, cry like
a thousand storms compiled
together
together
like my family
i forget about my future
i force myself into the past
my future is wasted tomorrow is forgotten
the stump stares at me
forcing its wa into my
memory
memory
past
gone
the grove is no longer
beautiful
the stump is gone
everything is gone
i stand there,
blinded by my own fury
i despise myself for not listening to my own advice
i feel an emtiness
almost like a numbness
where i feel nothing
i see nothing
but i learn to fight
fight to look forward
fight to find my future
to forget about things
that should be forgotten
to forget about my past
the emptiness surrounding me
starts to fadde
more and more green the field becomes
little by little
the color is restored
the more i fight
the faster it grows,
the more i can forget
the greener it gets
i keep fighting
i refuse to stop
the world come back
to me
i keep running
this time of fear
fear that whatever i do
isn't good enough
until i see the stump
just seeing it helps me realize
that im not the only one
i whisper, i feel for you
it answers, i love you
i will not leave the stump
for it is my friend
but it tells me, you can always come
back
i will, i say
for you
AND I KEEP RUNNING
i have found my hapiness
it is here inside me,
the stump, the grove,
the field, everything
i know that i can return
whenever i need to get away
from my past, my present
to see my future
to look forward
to not break my promises
to keep secrets and
to not abandon those i love
this world has taught
me that, happiness is with me
whenever i need it
i just can close my eyes and
see my future
fight for what i need
fight for what i want
to FIGHT
AND...
to keep running
Copyright © Emma Thompson | Year Posted 2014
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