Who Do You Want To Be?
28 Days Of Poetry And Prose Day 10
Who do you want to be when you grow up? As if being a kid wasn’t hard enough, in a divorced family where I never had the chance to speak up.
I was told to be a man, words so hurtful I couldn’t understand why my father didn’t see me for who I was, a son. What’s life with all these questions? Feels like I missed something, caught in the chase, running circles after perfection.
Physically exhausted, wish I could sleep, my dreams are haunted. What’s a kid to do sitting in an empty room, so confused, contemplating the reason for his life? Guess that’s why I never cried.
Experienced life so intensely, neglected accidentally. Boredom, frustration, anxiety, and depression. My mind is a dark place I’m trapped in. Feel like I missed the point of life, what the question?
Todays Prompt
Inspired by life as a kid growing up in a divorced family and being the firstborn son that took the anger of my broken-hearted father. Through poetry and prose I have learned that if I give meaning to something, I can also choose to change what that means. So, my words have a lot to do with how I choose to tell my story.
Will you join me in picking up the pen and writing a new story?