A Lifetime Or More.

kevin browne

I've waited a lifetime or more
I gave everything I could give
Now, it's been 20 years before
I began to learn how to live
With this aching pain of mine
20 years of silence made me sad
I drank away the pain
Tried it again and again
As I held on to what I had
Summer comes on Breeze
And as winter turned me cold
I never really had the will to live
It confused up my ease
And I feel like now I'm old
When I gave everything I could give
I held out my hand to me
As I walked around the block
And as time passes slowly by
Age suddenly became a shock
But, my love still stands that's why
Why I remember her close to me
As she looked through a broken window
I told her to just try and hold on
I gave her a bunch of flowers
If she ever thought me wrong
And if this is where love goes
I'll learn how to deal with hours
Upon a bridge, I stood still
And watched my reflection flow
As the whirling water pulled me in
I knew my love would know where to go
I can't remember how many years now
That I never managed to find a lot
But, I always managed a cheeky smile
I gave everything I had and more miles
I even walked up shit-creek and swam the Nile
But, nothing ever lasted for a while
And when I lived in an Emerald house
Become before me spouse after spouse
And as lay dying soaked in my own blood
I told myself just to hold on
When I gave everything I could give
The end was near, I was nearly gone
Although my heart needs to live now
It's thinking of how much time is left
Losing all the things I love
I lost my life, but I tried my best.

  • Author: kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 23rd, 2019 08:00
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments +

Comments1

  • Fay Slimm.

    Kevin your verse made a compelling read - trying our best is all we can do when losing the things we love. - - A poignant write exposing your very warn heart and thank you for sharing.

    • kevin browne

      Thank you, Fay. We all believe we do our best, but the best very rarely come our way. We look back at history and to contemplate what of if there are things you'd like to change. I lived, loved, wrote and gave it all I got. I am aware that you may have done the same.....



    To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.