I have fantasies of the younger years when I could of went out in a blaze

I have nothing left , no happiness, no strength, no faith
only scars 
scars are plenty an' another one has been added 
to my collection both physically and mentally.
My strength is gone like Samson' love to Delilah
it's been bled away 
even the strongest fall

all alone but surrounded by people who will never
understand the losses I've absorbed 
the fights I won but really lost 
the hearts I broke the ones that broke mine
the categorical loss I feel inside

old age creeping up 
body falling apart
wracked with pain 
I have fantasies of the younger years 
when I could of went out in a blaze

~ D Donner ~

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Incredibly Emotion Filled Write

To go back in time and change the outcome of the future that is the present is an intersting perspective in this poem. Well conceived, masterfully executed - Stella