My Place Poem by India Wallace

The darkness embraces me
Squeezing tighter and tighter
I welcome it

The feel of cold smooth dirt
Against my skin
Refreshing
Between my toes

The frosty air
A welcome relief
From the heated pressure of my mind

The moon hangs high
Full of light
Full of hope
A beacon in this unforgiving world

From up here i can see it all
Flickering lights like fire across the city
Voices carried on the breeze

I come here to think
I come here to breathe