My New Real Life Poem by Michael Peterson

My New Real Life

Rating: 5.0


The heart is racing
My mind is drifting away
Life coming to the end of the road
Many things to do
The energy not there anymore
Living life to its fullest
Hiding the pain along the way
Dreaming of many adventures
Landing in the clinic for treatments
Oh, what I give to have the old life back
The new one brings many tears and fears
Once a strong and happy man
Now a run down and sad lad
Took walks to see the beautiful world
Struggle to just out of bed now
Where did the real me go?
Who is this new me?
The one who took my spirit away
Each day I look out the window
More gray cloud than the sun
Gloomy more than sunny
Oh to live again
To run free and breathe the fresh air
Now pulling the air that I breathe

Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,lifestyle
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 13 January 2018

A nice poetic imagination, M. P. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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Chinedu Dike 17 January 2017

An insightful depiction of the reality of life - in vibrant youthful years, full of energy we live on hope; and at old age, weak and sagacious we live on remembrance. Thanks for sharing Michael.

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Michael Peterson

Michael Peterson

Janesville, Wisconsin
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