In The Darkness Of My New Home - Poem by STEPHANIE MCGRATH

In the darkness of my own new home
I feel scared sometimes and always alone
I hear every noise that you don’t listen for
I hear a spider upon the walls
I listen as it slowly crawls
I hear the tap drip, drip & drip
And I tell myself to get a grip
I am scared to walk upon the floors
Not knowing what’s behind all the doors
I feel the peace creep up on me
Not knowing how long day will be
I listen for noises I am so used to
My little brothers and what they used to do
The noise early in the morning is there no more
Believe it or not these wee the things I now do adore
I don’t like living by myself but it will do me good
At the time that’s how I felt well I thought it would
I thought that it would be easy for me
But I’d never known this is how it would be
I sit upon the chairs that don’t feel the same
I sit upon the bed and think of my shame
I cook some food but only for one
Wonder why I am all alone
I sit sometimes and cry to go home
I hate the feeling of being alone
I hate the silence that surrounds me
And I think to my where I should really be
I move out because of my drinking
And now I am staying out for my thinking
I just need to learn to adapt to my new home
Sometimes it’s good to be alone
In the darkness of my new home

Comments about In The Darkness Of My New Home by STEPHANIE MCGRATH

  • (7/10/2009 1:57:00 AM)

    Your poems are amazing! keep it up =) (Report) Reply

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  • (6/12/2007 4:59:00 PM)

    Well moving on is never easy or letting go, and sometimes we think we will die without, [ being alone, ] are the very things that not long after we for the light, when you are more 'up, open the drapes and let the sun shine in. Yes I do know that that is easier said than done....Up and Down, Up and Down, not much about it to do other than to ride it through. Though this is so sad it is a great poem...hugs, marci. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 10, 2011

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