What Happens?

What happens when
you look in the mirror
and no longer recognize
the person staring back?


What happens when
you see people around you
and wonder where they came from
and what happened to the others?


What happens when
the music becomes too loud
and silence is a friend
in the empty room?


What happens when
your actions
no longer seem familiar
yet come so easily?


What happens when
a tear falls
to the snow-crusted pavement
unseen by the surrounding crowds?


What happens when
they turn around to find you
but you're not longer there
because you're not the same?


What happens when
the faces and places you know
are taken away
and replaced with holes?

What happens when
everything changes
even you
and you don't know what to do?


No matter what happens
you keep pressing on
and someday
you'll know what happens.

Reviews

[capn_bribri]

maybe its just cold cause every time i read one of your poems i get goosebumps XD
i love it :)
the word flow is great
and i love the ending to
its all very good
great job
keep on writing :)

[ebur™]

This is a wonderful and inspirational poem that really left you thinking by the last stanza. I mean, it's like with all the other stanzas, it was showing you, like when this happens... and then a question, but the last stanza basically summed it all up and gave an answer. Basically to press on, keep going. I think that was a great message and I got alot from it. And you wrote it very well, I think this is perfect. 100%

[Analgesia]

I've never really been one for too much paralellism in a poem, but the subject matter here: how things change and never knowing where the road you're taking will bring you. Also you made use of the lack of repetition in the last stanza, this syntactical allteration calls attention to the resolution of the literary tension built up before, kind of like resolving a suspension in a piece of music. I like what's going on behind the words and atmospherically here, but it seems to me that, like the syntax; which I like, the ideas expressed in each stanza are almost repetitive. Regardless,thank you for writing something worth reading I hope I was of assistance.

[Senseless whatever]

nice

[no one]

I love this poem, it rings so true to me. As time passes more and more things change, whether we realize it at the time or not. Well done.

-Rayne

[Coyote Poetry]

With age we seem to lose the innocence of youth. Replace it with coldness and sadness. Each line added to a very strong ending. We must hold on to hope and laughter or we will desire silence and loneliness. You can write a poem. Poem was excellent.
Coyote

[Luna]

This is very inspirational. It makes me think about how there are days when life isn't going your way but you push on anyway, continue on though it seems unfamiliar. Great job.