Holding Me Back

For anyone who lost their way and desperately cling to their past dreams.

Fearless,
I used to be fearless,
My ambition surmounting,
But over the years something has changed,
Something has died,
I used to dream so far and wide,
not caring of obstacles,
Or thinking of the outcome of others,
I was kindly cutthroat,
Fast forward six years,
Past the relationship that was so wrong,
My mind was wrenched, my heart altered.
Past the choices I made,
Which threw me so off course,
My path was nowhere in sight.
Instead I tried to pave a different one, and fell very short,
Limited my own self,
Just to avoid taking risks,
and living with the fall out.
I used to dream,
Not an ember remains of the fire that used to be.
I crave that passion,
That zeal I once possessed.
I'm far too young,
to feel so defeated.

Author's Note

This is just some free-writing i did today, Please read, like or comment

Reviews

[iand63]

A sense of lost potential is frightening to experience. The feeling of frustration, anger and saddeness are well constructed in this. Well written piece.

[Rebecca Leigh]

Thank you for your input, im glad you enjoyed this

[mishka]

I enjoy the tempo of this poem. and I can relate to it's content. I am keen to your style of writing-nice job.

[Rebecca Leigh]

Thank you. Im glad you like it :)