tyrone allen

Last Time I Was Me.

The last time I was me, I was young but free.

The last time I was me, I cried in the night, because in my heart I knew. My father was not coming back to life.

The last time I was me I wrote poems that could make a storm subside or make her smile with only love in her eyes.

The last time I was me, I stood in the rain and hope to cross the sea. Because i know someone that is waiting.

For the last time that I become me.

Topic(s) of this poem: freedom, me

Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 27, 2010
Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Form: Free Verse


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Comments about Last Time I Was Me. by tyrone allen

  • Sherri Coulter (6/27/2010 10:46:00 PM)

    I not so young, but oh I was free...last time I was me.
    I wrote poems
    He made me smile
    I became myself, but it took awhile.

    Thank you, I enjoyed the simplicity of feeling!

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