Before I Became Me

Teddy.15

 

I was oblivious to where 
I was being driven
but I was being driven 
through all the darkest places 
of my life, a life I'd lived
before today  
before I'd ever learned
how to live well...

and before I became me.

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 6th, 2025 14:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: From my Raven Collection.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 18
  • Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    I never felt driven more like pulled. A wonderful write Teddy about life's journey and how we are carried along. Very nice

    • Teddy.15

      You always see the very best in my scribbles dearest sorrenbarret thank you... 🌹

      • sorenbarrett

        My pleasure my friend

      • Goldfinch60

        Once you became you Teddy the light was always there for you.

        Andy

        • Teddy.15

          This summer I went down memory lane in person and it wasn't a great feeling, although to do as I am today gave me courage. Thank you dear Andy. 🌹

        • Thomas W Case

          Superb

          • Teddy.15

            Thank you dearest Thomas. 🌹

          • Tony Grannell

            Dear, Teddy,

            Out of oblivion and into the self and the wealth of becoming you, the honest you and a poem to declare it all. Wonderful!

            Wishing you all the very best,

            Tony.

            • Teddy.15

              Dearest Tony, loving your words as always I guess I've been re-born more than a few time, I recently went back to my past but as the person I am today, it would probably make sense to you, because you are incredibly intuitive with my work. Thank you lovely Poet. 🌹

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Dearest Teddy, this is another powerful one from your Raven Collection. The way you chart the journey through darkness to selfhood hit me...and, “before I became me,” seals it with truth. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Did I mention I also love the image you paired? Because I do! 🥰

              • Teddy.15

                Mmmm, you know It was very difficult for me to post this art because cemeteries scare me.but it works so perfectly with what I was portraying, thank you my dearest Tristan always a pleasure to share with you. This past summer I went on the most amazing journey through my past, where I used to live with those now passed, my 25 year old brother and my mother who was only 64, I wasn't expecting to do it but once I did I found myself courageous, although once I came back home I have had just a few nightmares. Thank you my darling friend. 🌹

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  Understood, dear friend. I am so very glad you had the courage to do that. It's hard...I can only imagine. And yeah, I can imagine the nightmares too...which have/will pass (hopefully 😬), but I imagine some good closure and healing coming from it too, and that will endure. Anywho, you are most welcome. Thank you for sharing as well. 🌹

                • NafisaSB

                  glad you found, and reached your niche - well done
                  stay safe, strong and happy

                  • Teddy.15

                    Thank you so much dear NafisaSB 🌹

                    • NafisaSB

                      sorry for late response - you are always and most welcome
                      have a beautiful day



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