What I Want To Be

I hear your voice screaming in the meadow,
words spoken abusively in the shadows.
I know it's not in my head. It grows.

I hear footsteps in the deep dark forest,
running like the sound of fearful horses.
But I know it's not in my head. It echoes

Sometimes I feel like I'm tightly confined and losing my mind.
My loss of ability to save who I want to be is taking over me from behind.

And though who I want to be is not what I always see,
it can't hurt to try.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Agustin Avatar
January 28, 2026 at 6:28 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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March 9, 2016 at 11:50 PM
awesome poem. LINDA
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July 4, 2015 at 6:50 PM
.... Stopped by to say hello, I enjoyed reading your poem today. Take Care **SKAT**
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