10 seconds till blast off

Just something i felt i needed to write

T minus 10 seconds till blast off
10
I was conceived in the shadow of my mothers womb
I grew and lost appendages over a period of months
I remember the cold and the light
As I was pulled from my nook
Lungs feeling with air.
9
I began to crawl
Exploring many dangerous plights
Falling down stairs
Pulling my sisters hair
8
Stumbling I take my first steps
Soon running is second nature
Words are formed into sentences
While brain makes funny shapes with highlighter pens
7
terrified to leave my mothers arms
I walk cautiously in to school
Time seems to flow freely
Even when bully's beat me
6
I can't believe it
My first cello solo
My mother looks so proud
Even with the wrong notes I hit
5
"oh god!" is all I hear
As my heart fills with fear
"something is wrong with mommy I yell"
This is the first day of my true hell
The funeral is over
the bags are packed
Off to Atlanta to never come back.
4
First day of wrestling practice
I hope I like it
Match after match
I lose
I win
the race has just began
3
My graduation was awesome
My senior year a thrill
Now its time to see the sun shine
On my adult hood journey
2
I take a wife but only out of spite
I divorce and marry again
Trying to forget my greatest sin
I become father times 3
But one is soon to leave me
Where do i go from here I ask
Please won't someone tell me
1
...blast off...

Author's Note

My life in a nutshell i guess. Comment, Review, rate.

Reviews

[Lenard L. Banks III]

I love the structure of this poem.

[Ladysue]

oh this draws you in through your journey of life...this was very poignant...nicely done..

[HorrorMaster]

Very good

[deadly healer]

i adored this. everytime reading this. as i go back to read it once more to really understand more and more. i feel the intense pressures of wanting to go back as the count down keeps going. the life is very depressing at times but it seemed to always have its ups and downs kinda like the beat of the count down i guess. im sure my interpretations are way different then what was intended but i loved it just the same. keep writing!!
-Deadly healer

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree life is like a jet plane. I wished I could go back in time and spend more time with my elders. A very strong poem. I like the use of numbers and the ending. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Ruth]

Daniel, love, this is incredibly touching! It shows such a journey, and at the end of the day, we are only human, consequence is always a shadow dweller in life!
This shows the reader how much there is left hanging in balance, I am truly moved, beautiful structure and beautiful work
xx