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A Poem by Athena Angel
"

Find a home in yourself

"
The wine glass is always half empty
 And I smile weakly 
 Although it's always enough
 And she didn't see it coming
 But how can I blame her so many years later? 
 That's not fair
 But nobody ever said it would be
 There was never a promise for the pieces to stay together  
After being glued with a little girl's hand
 And even now I would give anything
 To make her understand 
 So she wouldn't blame herself later 

 The talks are always poetry 
 Written in the air I breathe 
 They help me breathe more easily
 But they can also suffocate me 
 I guess it just depends on how I'm feeling 
 Dark corridors in the back of my mind
 They could haunt me if I let them 
 But I know them like the back of my hand
 I guide myself through them With hands outstretched
 I can hear her calling
 But I can't reach her

 Tears are tangible
 But only for a moment 
 Then they dry 
 Like rain they revive the earth I stand on 
 And when they're gone I dance in the dust  
I forgot how mistakes can be wrong
 Because I just wanted someone to say  
"No, you're right" 
Because she was looking for that in every wrong place 
 Until she showed up here

 Fear is weak
 Being afraid can be explained very well
 I have found ways to get around it I
 have survived that way for a long time
 But it caught up to me  
Like a flood, and the water drowned out the sound 
Of my beating heart never slowly down
 Because it's easy to ignore it 
when something bigger comes along

 Love is hard but it's not impossible
 It can't be harder than loving yourself 
 It's easy to love someone else 
 And I've been trying to avoid that
 There's too much that could spill over  
Like the wine glass you only wanted to fill once  
Now the bottle is empty and the truth comes out 
And you see your reflection in every stain 
And you have to say her name 
 Now it's her you have to face 
 It's scary because you haven't known her in years
 And you fear she died long ago  
But now she looks at you and with tears in her eyes she says:
"I'm home"


Image result for wine glass charcoal drawing

© 2017 Athena Angel


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Added on November 28, 2017
Last Updated on November 30, 2017
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Athena Angel
Athena Angel

Flagstaff, AZ



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My name's Athena, I am a college student who loves to write songs, poetry, stories and anything else you can think of! more..

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