Coming Home
i feel like I have come into my own
crawled along hallways,
to claim a most personal throne.
i remember a deeper drowning,
just like I remember being alone.
i feel like the person,
that something higher,
might have just planned.
others have tried to tell me
now I am beginning to understand
i feel like I have come home,
even if home is not a place,
with a concrete name
at least it has a friendly face
I feeling like I have come into my own
James Garratt – Saturday 5th December 2009
Coming Home
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 