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POEM: Home

Updated: Dec 2, 2019

by MALLORY COOPER - March 27, 2019

I poured my hurt onto a page

My fingers grazed the keys

My mind, a twisting, winding maze

Of somber thoughts put into melodies

Life was a battle and a a fight

‘Til storm clouds parted ways

I began to feel the sunlight

Then I was singing His praise

Who knew that I could feel this way?

I’d been in a bottomless pit

A Hand reached down to me that day

And pulled me out of it

Now I am like a flower

That grows from sun and rain

I no longer have to cower

Because the light shields all the pain

I switched just like a lever

And everything is new

I am found forever

I’ve come back home to You

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