Cecil (C.J.) Krieger

Silver Star - 4,168 Points (09/30/1946 / Woodstock, NY)

Non-Fiction - Poem by Cecil (C.J.) Krieger

Sometimes I cry
When I think of all the loved ones
That I have left behind
And how old I have become

These days I am alone
And curse
All the wrong choices
That I have made

These days I sit
Writing poetry
About lost loves
And past memories

And when
There is no one here
And the weight of those years
Falls heavily upon me

Try as I might
There is nothing I can do
But sit here by myself
And cry

Topic(s) of this poem: growing old, memories, sadness

Form: Prose Poem

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2015

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