Growing? Older
Growing? Older
It’s a shame I chose not to listen
To those midnight questions of my intuition
Time is like a sugar sweet poison
Kills you slowly and leaves you wondering where to begin
Teary face on a blacktop
World spinning fast, praying for it to stop
Begging the questions about my future
Hoping the threads of hope are a strong suture
Twisted look up to the heavens
No path before me leaves me guessin’
Dreams, things I wonder if I’ll achieve
What must I change quickly to reach who I want to be
I remember how the cold chilled me to the soul
Leaving me here just like skin and bones
One small light in the sky
Is mine bright enough to get caught by even a single eye?
Let those balloons go and watch them fly free
Escape from the longing in me
Exhale visible breathe
Blow out the candles and realize how little there are left
Swing back and forth on the playground
Here I wonder if years past will be found
People age before my eyes
Can’t be true, must be a disguise
Because everyone I once knew is older now
Do I have what it takes as I look from the bow
Headed face first into all I’ve ever wanted
Can’t help but wonder if I’ve even got it
In me, or if I got it right
These heavy feelings, I’m left to fight
Tired feet land on solid concrete
Expectations they expect me to meet
Trying to reach that bar
Now I wonder if I’ve reached too far
Can I ever overcome my doubts and fears
What’s to overcome now that I am finally here?
Standing below the whole wide world
Now I’m so high up and I remember how it all unfurls
Eagles and poems about worthlessness
I think it’s time to remember all I might forget
The long journey I took to get where I am
The only constant is one man
Carefully crafted each thought and word
Like how I try to phrase my words to float like a bird
Wing cutting through the water below
Rise up, my fellow friend, there’s dreams I long to show
No medal or confetti
But in a month, there better be
I know the tears that will be shed from me
I know the relief and all the things my eyes will see
Two years, countdown and tears
Hope has come, it’s time to let go
Growing up makes it hard to look back
The memories close my throat and I don’t think I can
I miss those I used to know but what’s more
Is I miss those who were with me before
Doors open and close, I know
But there are people I can’t let go
Growing up means you experience new joys
Growing up means never forgetting the past chapters of your story
About this poem
This poem is about a time when I cried out to God, two years ago, for something I had to wait two years for. For most of the poem, the first lines are about that night and the next line is about where I am now.
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Submitted by katherineb.45444 on January 17, 2024
Modified by katherineb.45444 on January 17, 2024
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | AA AX BB CC DA XE XX FF EE XX GG HH II XX JJ KK LL XX XD DX XM NN OO EE EE XO XM PP OO XE |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 2,495 |
Words | 514 |
Stanzas | 30 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
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