Get Your Premium Membership

On Golden Pond

From the time I was a little child I began To discover my feelings And then forgot the way Then I lost who was someone I held so close to me I am now searching For what I had before I can't find What I'm looking for If what I'm looking for Is not meant to be mine If I find What I'm looking for Will what I'm looking for Be what I need it to be And be the same To keep me sane Oh be the same And it might be My only hope I need my pain to go away Feelings that cost me All that I am Oh how do I see you When will I know you Oh when will you lead me To find my way home The more that I hunt you The more that I run through The more that these feelings Will find who I am For who I am Is what I am And doesn't matter much to anyone To which I call at all Then in the moment I come to know That you have gone nowhere That I've spent my life hopelessly Searching for it again I have been looking Wanting that feeling That hasn't left.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 7/21/2017 2:04:00 PM
Thank you for your expressions of wanting. which we all seem to be searching. Great wording.
Login to Reply
Date: 7/17/2016 1:29:00 AM
Such self searching honesty! Being numb is such a cop out from truth. Thanks it is beautiful
Login to Reply
Jones Avatar
Mike Jones
Date: 8/9/2016 8:38:00 AM
Thanks Jannie!
Date: 6/12/2016 5:31:00 AM
For the Contest: On Golden Pond
Login to Reply

Book: Reflection on the Important Things