Saturday, January 24, 2009

Journey Home

What do you do
When you're a long way from home,
Though living the adventure
Of a soul born to roam?

What keeps you going
When dreams turn to smoke?
Where you are dosen't matter
When your heart starts to choke.

When adventure seems empty
And loniliness desends,
When you find you're surrounded
By strangers, not friends?

But back from the journey
The familiar's still wrong,
As empty as you left it
And your heart turns to stone.

Becki
1/23/09

2 comments:

Curly said...

I really like this one and can totally identify with it. I especially like the last two stanzas.

Rebecca at the Well said...

Thanks lady! Poetry allows me to present difficult and deep things without people thinking you are crazy, well they think that anyway, but I don't need to help them any lol.
B