Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Changing Seasons

I cannot find a date for this poem, but I am guessing it was written around the age of 16 or 17. To give you a little bit of background information, my parents separated when I was 10 and were divorced by the age of 12. My father and my stepmother were married when I was 14, and two years later my first of 3 half brothers was born. To say that I was bitter towards my father and her would be an understatement. Since all of this, we have both been saved and my relationship with my father has never been better. But once, this was the way I felt......
Changing Seasons

The silence falls like leaves all around me
A gentle breeze blows in from the East granting my wish
The tears are dripping down onto the dewy grass
The valley below me is alive with mayhem
And no one realizes that I am gone
The excitement below is quite a remarkable sight
Yet no one questions my disappearance
Isn’t life just like one giant party
Where the host greets the guests with a jubilant smile
And the hostess plays “princess” with the child by her side
The guests are all among the up-and-up
And yet somehow you are invited to this feast
And left out in the cold with nothing to eat
But you know right away that you are the talk of the party
Do they know that when all is said and done
You cry those tears that are so commonly known
And you make those wishes that will never come true
Do they even realize that the last person on their invite list is YOU
What does it take to get noticed ‘round here
Can I help it that I am just so full of fear
It’s not my fault that you made the choice to leave and never come back
It’s not my fault that you chose to start a new life
So why then am I paying the price
For the mistakes that you made in this life
I have feelings and emotions and dreams and fears
But most of all I want to feel like I am important to you
Not like I am a reminder of the troublesome past
Seasons come and they always go
But I will always be yours and you will always be mine
No matter what time of the year it may be



j.l.h.

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