Jun 26
Driven by spite I sit before a screen -
A harsh white glow illuminates my face.
Do I know how to conjure up a scene?
Or can twelve years pressured silence erase
The words fallen through fingers without pen?
Now caught by keyboard as I am now told
I am too old to hold my dreams. But then
I see your smile and know your future's gold.
If I'm to gift the power to achieve
Nostalgia can't excuse my self-belief.
A harsh white glow illuminates my face.
Do I know how to conjure up a scene?
Or can twelve years pressured silence erase
The words fallen through fingers without pen?
Now caught by keyboard as I am now told
I am too old to hold my dreams. But then
I see your smile and know your future's gold.
If I'm to gift the power to achieve
Nostalgia can't excuse my self-belief.
A friend said, "40 *****. It’s quite depressing. I read that people are less happy between 40 and 55 and only then you start to spiral upwards.
"You feel nostalgia and regret for things you never did or wished you did more of but have concluded you are "too old" to do them."
I haven't written in 12 years. In that time I have gotten married, had a child, gotten divorced... I'm not yet 40. I still have a chance to show my kiddo that, no matter your age, you should always do more of what you love.
I just apologise for the rust!
"You feel nostalgia and regret for things you never did or wished you did more of but have concluded you are "too old" to do them."
I haven't written in 12 years. In that time I have gotten married, had a child, gotten divorced... I'm not yet 40. I still have a chance to show my kiddo that, no matter your age, you should always do more of what you love.
I just apologise for the rust!
(37/M/United Kingdom)
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