Home Poem by Her Name Is Taylor

after the storm, she discovered a road...
it was yellow, brick, straight and narrow
there was nothing that said to Be Careful
so she took out her heart and reached
this bright road allowed her to see
The storm took everything,
she needed something to live for, something
to hold, a direction, or a place to call home
she knew this yellow brick road was the place to go

she looked down and noticed a compass
it was chained to her and she couldn't break it
the compass said go the opposite way
but scared she decided to ignore it

the second her foot touched the brick
the clouds started to darken,
her heart had started to harden
and the storm was whistling in
she fell to her knees screaming with fear
the storm was creeping near...

her body shook and ached
the storm was coming again,
and this time she didn't think she'd survive it
scared she held the compass,
hoping for something, something that would
get her out of this hell
then suddenly the compass turned into a light
it was making to dark clouds turn bright

then she removed her heart from this invisible bondage
and Fear was no longer holding her hostage
the compass nudged, then pushed her away the the road
she ran with it, and didn't let go
tears relieved her of doubts and she knew
that this compass was home