Loss Of Youth

poem by: Peter Gartner
Written on Jan 17, 2017

I used to be young, and remember still
The thoughts I had so many years ago,
And reason with my former self until
I have no reason left, but to forego
Whatever made me happy, sad, resolved,
As if an ancient passion could preserve
The corpse of my forgotten self dissolved
In pity, doubt and anger I deserve,
Why I did certain things, I cannot see
Past stubborn repetition of the same, 
I cannot change but always yet to be
The person I despise, my thoughts are lame:
This brain that made mistakes is still distressed
With all the damage done but not redressed

 

Tags: sad, anger, depressing, pain,

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Godfrey Georges commented:
just a reminder to me to thank goodness for being alive, now...in the moment.
Cecilia Crasto commented:
I think we all live to regret things we did in the past, but wisdom comes with age and we have the chance to do better...well written.

 

 

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