Where Did My Life Go To?
I woke up it had evaporated like steam
Where Did My Life Go To?
Tonight the headline breaks inside my chest,
no ink, no paper, no witness but me.
Where did my life go to, tell me plainly,
which turning stole the girl I used to be?
I see her running barefoot through green summers,
her laughter rising bright against the sky.
She did not count the cost of growing older,
she did not fear the word goodbye.
I see a bride with trembling hopeful fingers,
a promise shining softly in her eyes.
She thought that love would keep the roof from falling,
she never studied sorrow in disguise.
I see a mother standing in the doorway,
watching small shoes scatter down the hall.
Her arms were full, her heart was always open,
she never thought the house would grow so small.
Now silence sits beside me on the mattress,
it breathes the dust of photographs and years.
The clock declares its cold and steady verdict,
time is faithful only to our fears.
Where did my life go to, answer gently,
did it slip out with youth, with love, with grace?
Or is it folded in these weary hands,
lined deep within my weathered face?
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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I believe we all think of this from time to time and even more when we reach a certain age as in the image you chose for this piece. Good job.
Beautiful, I think this applies to me too --- where did my life go to? Thankyou for sharing xx
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Anybody touched by loss and heartbreak will be feeling so. Thank you for portraying their feelings.