What Have I Become

What Have I Become

A Poem by redzone
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What Have I Become

 

 

There have been nights

when I awoke in sweat,

the dreams pour in

thinking of the wasted days

and all the ways

I threw away,

a chance for you to stay.

 

Where did I go?

What have I become,

when shadows

steal this heart

and I try to run

from the pain I caused,

robbing you of the colors

heard in your sweet song.

      

As I sip my morning brew,

the world has gone askew

and everyone I knew,

has gone away in the end.

Yet outside my window,

the sky is blue

and you can see everything

for miles;

crows caw from the trees

down by Willow Creek,

squirrels play tag in playfulness,

and I can think of is.

I am the man

who sold the world.

 

Aztec Warrior/redzone 2.21.20

© 2020 redzone


Author's Note

redzone
....thanks for reading...


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What have I become? This poem in a beautiful setting asks that question. In our lust for the world we sometimes give up the truly meaningful. Sometimes its inadvertent but mostly, its knowingly. The regrets that come later are inevitable but I like to think we can learn from our mistakes and move on. Beautifully written.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


we sell our hearts, we sell our souls...
we squander love...

i like the reference to "outside my window'
all that he sees is beauty that he can't touch now...because it is out there...and he is trapped inside his own regret.
excellent piece,
j.

Posted 1 Month Ago


A story is unfolding of wasted days and romance. A flicker of hope for the future is streaking across the horizon. A very powerful question and questioning of our true selves. Have we lived up to the expectations and inspirations? Have we delved deep into self awareness?
I hope you did not sell the world for cheap dear poet. Powerful...

Posted 1 Month Ago


"when shadows

steal this heart

and I try to run

from the pain I caused,"

Posted 1 Month Ago


"robbing you of the colors

heard in your sweet song.



As I sip my morning brew"

Posted 1 Month Ago



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