My Journey

• Imogen Mountford, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2019

I pick myself up and I live each day but my memories have kept me away, from what was once had to what remains now. The thoughts come rushing in so I chase them away, everything was once okay but now it’s just not the same. The clouds turn grey and they seperate drifting apart and fading away. A few steps forward and then many back, I am now left somewhere unknown. Alarm bells are sounded accompanied by continuous ringing, I’m being led further from my home. Oh things will never be the same.