Category: poem

got it on top
going for broke
left it on the level
but the balance was off
slid down towards defeat
but the hammer hits
never being discreet
in my pleasures
where ever that leads
mangled over the years
thought i was one
to be along the side
but the habits died
the old stories too
i am what you see
now before you
let it be known
the person i now face
is the one i became
the one with hard truths
hung over my head
that will still be told
long after you and i are dead
the reflection i see
shows what was inside me
hear me now
let me roar

will i lose my lustre
over time
grow old and weary
like the rest
forget memories
new and old

regrettably so

too much time
fretting over naught
instead of taking in
what passes by
there’s no going back
to try again

such truths to live by

looking into reflective surfaces
to see changes from yesterday
another characteristic fades
while a new one is presented
though there are diminishes
you see something new in return

it truly is no fun, growing old

behind a pane of glass
i can finally see you again
as the sun shines behind you
your shadow reflects in front
but i can make you out
like old memories
i am transported back
to when you were close
but i can only look
as i try to remember
your voice
your essence
your charm
but time goes astray
things unwind and change
the sun goes away
i’m left holding on
to a version of you

we left for better things
off on our own terms
don’t need to turn around
to see that we won’t be back
fine tuned a new plan
that doesn’t involve you
cast off bitter words
turned off your wavelengths too
if there is a better version
it doesn’t include me and you

not all days end the same
(sometimes)

certain events do repeat
but are never guaranteed
changes in the weather
the stars in the sky
the position of the moon
or the sun rising in the east
to set down in the west

but maybe
your heart skips a beat
someone you love passes
an enemy becomes a friend
you remember what you’ve forgotten
frivolous things become delights
you lose everything
you gain nothing

when you rise
like the sun in the east
will you continues to wonder
if this day is just like the others
or will you look onward
to see the differences around you
before the sun sets down in the west

not all days end the same
(sometimes)