Home Poem by Maya Hanson

I almost panic when I look
in the distance, black clouds loom
But I'm on my way now
and I'm fighting against my doom

My heart matches the beat of the drums
My cheeks flushed from running alone
My feet slap the warm pavement
as I run towards
home

The place I call home
where I want you to stay
It's hidden here
from the chaos, the fray

My heart matches the beat of the drums
My cheeks flushed from running alone
My feet slap the warm pavement
as I run towards
home

All my dreams, my memories
from living here before
The silence matched the loneliness
a complement to its bitter core

My heart matches the beat of the drums
My cheeks flushed from running alone
My feet slap the warm pavement
as I run towards
home

But now I approach it
with a bravery that isn't like me
While remembering the failures
and who I used to be

My heart matches the beat of the drums
My cheeks flushed from running alone
My feet slap the warm pavement
as I run towards
home

Holding you like I never have
breathing your sweet scent
I climb the hills, I think I can
so begins my sweet descent

My heart beats like this again
My cheeks flushed, no longer alone
My feet slap the warm pavement
as I carry you
home