Is this really my life?
When I was little,
I envisioned things differently.
I don’t know of any child
who dreams of poverty
and ill-chosen love.
“Oh, please send me misery
and longing for missed chances
when I grow up.”
Like anyone ever said that.
When I was five years old
and starving for love
as well as nutrition,
I don’t remember thinking,
“this is the life!”
At twelve when my mother
dropped me
and a garbage bag
full of clothes
on my dad’s front porch,
I don’t remember believing
this is who I would strive to be.
I don’t remember
thinking at 21
that I would be seeing
the love of my life
for the last time
or marrying the wrong person
five years later.
At 27,
I didn’t think
I’d be struggling
to pay my way
through school
supporting two people
on loans and telemarketing.
And now, at 34,
I never thought
I’d be in this place
where I am still attached
yet alone,
penniless,
and lost
even though I did everything right.
I followed everyone’s rules
and fought my way through
and did my duty
when family said I should.
You would think I’d be happy,
but instead I am hopeless
and fading
and all I see is your face
but I’m stuck
and broke
and a bit more shattered
every day
because this is my life.
I do like your typical poetic poetry, but boy do I appreciate the straight forward and honest language here. It’s powerful stuff.
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It started as prose but I kind of liked it more as a poem. I’m glad you liked it this way! 🙂
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I like the honesty as well. I am sorry for all your pain.
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Thank you. I appreciate you reading my words. 🙂
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That’s pain on paper…great lines 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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The numbers were a good addition. The really add to the feeling of time and movement. Good work, Patience!
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I wasn’t sure about leaving them once I turned it into a poem, so I’m glad you think it worked. 🙂
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mmmmm … Very, very honest and good. Smile 🙂
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Thank you! I’m glad you liked it. I can’t help but be honest when I write these little poems. 🙂
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yeap, if poetry has lies … than there is nothing to believe in I guess …
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Well said! 🙂
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🙂
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