By Mental Emotions
Sometimes leaving home is not an act of rebellion, but an act of survival. This poem reflects the quiet exhaustion of searching for peace in a place that should offer safety, and the fragile hope of one day finding freedom without fear.
The Poem
Away from Home: A Journey Between Pain and Peace
I cannot fathom the thoughts inside my head,
the ones that drove me far from home,
searching for peace of mind, for freedom.
The tears I cried at home,
watching nothing change,
led me to strangers’ doors,
just for a moment’s peace.
“If only I could drown out her screams tonight,
her insults like sharp knives in the dark,” I’d think.
I search.
Still searching.
What a sad, hollow life I live,
no ounce of peace at home.
There’s always something waiting,
a storm behind every door.
Sometimes I ask myself,
“What will it be tonight?”
It’s not fair,
painful and sorrowful beyond words.
I cannot imagine even my worst enemy living this life.
What will become of me?
When will it end?
I’m exhausted.
I try to stay away,
wishing I could stay gone longer.
I find brief joy in solitude at home
but it never lasts.
I can’t yet afford a life alone with my daughter.
All I want is a life of peace and freedom.
When will I find solace?
Reflection
This poem speaks to the invisible battles fought behind closed doors, the kind that drain the spirit and force the heart to wander in search of safety. Away from Home is a testament to endurance, to a longing for calm, and to the hope that peace is not a fantasy but a destination still waiting to be reached.
