Only Me
13 years to make sense of it, intensively hit, lost jobs lost friendship, what happened to nick? A mystery turned my life to misery no one understanding me as they had the upper hand on me no one behind free fall fall free situations I now see connect dots picture haunts but at least it visually flaunts short straws endured through balls still lost it all confusion yet subconsciously I refused for the reasons now understood as clues in memories mend me mentally I understand the cry what made me rally seems extreme but if you don’t believe me leave I don’t care how I’m received didn’t believe me then don’t believe me now this ain’t for you I’m working it out, realise what cause me fall down say stop dwelling on the past but I did saw memories with lessons to grasp can now answer questions asked back then it all went fast I understand now at last, I learnt I need to believe in myself when all doubt me when I’m down and doubting my opinion the one to set me free, I’ll never care of you don’t listen to me I always act on what I see 13 years I can start now, a new me
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2020
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