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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1348347
One can be grateful for the things one has - it doesn't mean looking back doesn't hurt...
"No Name"

Calling out
For a helping hand
Just trying to determine
Where I stand

Living in loss
Lost in the past
Dreaming of dreams
That never did last

Thinking back
Producing a smile
Wishing time would take me there
If only for a while

Back to a time
Where I used to know my way
Back to a time
Where I enjoyed getting up each day

Back to the past
Where the limits the sky
Back to where dreams lived
Never fade nor die

A place where other’s envy
Left a hand pat on your back
And joining of their hands
Clapping, pitter-pat

A time when they knew
That I was going places
They could tell by my determination
I could see it on their faces

The talk of the town
I was on a roll
But now they are asking
What happened to that soul

Not much
I never went where I thought
No matter how hard I tried
No matter how I fought

Puzzled and confused
I left them in that state
Because I started my life around the bases
And never made it to home plate

They’ll never understand
Why I am where I’m at
They’ll never grasp
Why I had to put up my ball and bat

They can’t see the picture
They didn’t know what was at stake
They put their trust in someone
Who my dreams he did take

I had my life mapped out
I had high hopes
But now I’m only struggling
To hang on at the end of the rope

All these events
Really messed with my head
And I’m left with who I am
And that is something I do dread

If you only knew who I once was
Who I used to be
You would like that person better
You would’ve loved me

I feel like I’m living
Some other life than mine
I guess realization will sink in
Maybe take some time

But this wasn’t my plan
And I’m not happy here
And my mixed emotions
Are something I do fear

I have stayed up late
Whether this be wrong
But I prayed all night
That God would take me home

I fell like my job here
Ended a long time ago
And how lost I truly feel
You’ll never know

I don’t believe in dreams
In them is no purpose
But life was over early
Never scratched the surface

I don’t believe in hope
It just lets you down
No matter how much you reach out
You’re left with a life upside down

You may not agree with my words
You don’t have to – they’re for me
Because this is how I feel
And this is what I see
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