Gone

Broken_Dreamcatcher_by_EveryDayIsNewToMe

Happy Birthday to me…

Gone

Getting closer to my end I stand

barely scraping the surface of my life

pretentious in my attempts to find glory

as I wore my years with pride,

but dreams after time have dried

and I dwell in the middle of my story

with bloody hands holding the knife

that sliced away everything I am.

H.O.

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12 thoughts on “Gone

  1. jayjay3883 says:

    Beautiful writing, Hector, all which I’ve read so far.

    I’ve plenty to learn from you (:

  2. Patrice says:

    Wow! So well said. So beautifully written.

  3. Topaz says:

    What a beautiful poem. My favourite lines: “with bloody hands holding the knife / that sliced away everything I am.”

  4. words4jp says:

    I understand completely – metaphorically and realistically.

  5. Powerfully written, Hector. Well done, as always. πŸ™‚

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