Take me Home

Take me away from all this noise,

The glass breaking the shouts the cries

The door slamming, take it all away,

But worst of all don’t let me hear

The words they throw at each other.

That’s the worse part. It

Needles my heart like a burning icicle,

And my heart can’t take much anymore.

I slip out the window and wander through the streets,

They won’t even notice.

The night air is soothing and the stars shine for me,

They won’t even notice.

I climb into the treehouse and settle for another night,

I hear,

The familiar creaking of the floorboards, and the moon seems

Overjoyed, to see me again.

I settle under the bed covers and look out the sky

If I look away, the thoughts will come back,

Like a movie that plays over and over in my mind,

A broken record. 

I can still hear them, it won’t disappear,

I can still hear them, although they’re not even near,

Are they wondering where I am now?

I know so long as I look up at the moon, the light will keep me safe,

So I don’t think at all. And I

Lose myself in the stars.

They won’t even notice,

Only when the sun will have risen

Over my empty bed, and they come up to my room

Like nothing had ever happened,

Only then will they see that I am missing,

But I was never there. My heart

Has left a long time ago from that place,

To settle in this dilapidated treehouse.

But as long as the moon shines and the stars roam

I know I can call this place my home.