Young, Wild, and Crazy
I am in my mid twenties and life is slowing down,
I guess I am maturing, but I don't like the turn around.
Acquaintances today, don't know who I used to be,
wild, crazy, adventurous, dangerous, above all, free.
It started with a break up, because she found a new hub,
I was depressed, so my uncle asked me to bounce at his night club.
I was a teen, just a young pup,
quickly things started to look up.
After a month everyone knew my name,
So many beautiful women, I put Hef to shame.
Don't paint me wrong, with them I did not sleep,
but from there on, life started to get deep.
One night, God let an angel descend,
wait I know her, she is an old friend,
When we started to talk, we clicked and everything was right.
For the next few years, I swear, we owned the night.
No matter where we went, we were VIP,
for the first time, people wanted to be me.
It felt like the more people I got to know,
the further from reality, I did go.
A few bad habits formed along the way,
In that life, that goes without say.
Loud music, fast cars, whatever you need,
this is the life I thought I wanted to lead.
A few run-ins with the law, my friends paid the bail,
One night I didn't come home, they put me in jail.
That moment made me think about my life and that scene,
I said goodbye and for five years I've been clean.
I wasn't on anything major, I'll let you think,
but it is something that made my life quickly sink.
I do miss all the stares and the, “who is that guy?”
and doing what I pleased without being asked why.
I do miss it, because I had it all,
looking back on it though, I made the right call.
Copyright © Chris Matt | Year Posted 2010
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