Where I Belong

February 19, 2009
By ForeverXNever2 BRONZE, Coplay, Pennsylvania
ForeverXNever2 BRONZE, Coplay, Pennsylvania
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The strum of a guitar, or the beat of the drums
is what gets me through the rain that comes
and drenches the uneven roads of gravel
with a sadness. We do not want to travel.

It's you that I see in the midst of this haze.
I'm lost, but I find that I belong in your gaze.
Forward- for there's no other way to reach you
And this time fear will not take me askew.

I can hear your voice chime from a distance,
singing the words that make me glad of my existence
My name echoes louder each time you call;
maybe I'm getting closer, or nowhere at all.

But from these heights, I can see where I belong-
in your arms; you were my home all along.


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on Jan. 31 2012 at 1:05 pm
MarleyRainbow PLATINUM, Valles MInes, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
one good thing about music is, when it hits you, you feel no pain.

home is in the arms of someone you love. this piece is very heartfelt.

Jacqui BRONZE said...
on Apr. 4 2009 at 5:36 pm
Jacqui BRONZE, Stamford, Connecticut
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Really good

ily said...
on Mar. 9 2009 at 7:05 pm
i love this poem it is soo touching you put so much feeling to it and i can relate to it soo much as can probably a lot of other teenage girls. please continue to write you are very good. :)


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