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Paths to Home

December 12, 2012
By MorganLewis PLATINUM, Greensboro, North Carolina
MorganLewis PLATINUM, Greensboro, North Carolina
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I've been trying
to explore
every nook and cranny of my mind,
wandering down dark paths
to places never meant to be found
Sometimes I feel that way,
foggy
like my throught have broke through hard bone,
only to venture into something greater
something more than I
searching,
what for?
Not even I know.
All I can do is
feel
But how can you find,
if you don't even know what you are looking for?
But I think I'm close.
Every second
I fight my way through the fog
each voice whispering words
meant to sway
a less than perfect soul
they wear my faults
like I am anything to be held
no value
no purpose
Some days I listen
and wonder what is wrong
where is the light I've been searching all along?
& when I wish
for my foul to take flight
and return to places of greater hope
screaming my requests
take me! take me!
and so I wait,
shuffling down these paths
wasting my time
until I come home


The author's comments:
This is perhaps one of my lowest points of depression. I felt as if I was completely lost and wasn't mean to feel like I was. I just wanted to find an escape, but I was terrified of what that meant.

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