The Chaser

Wayne E

The Chaser that's what they call me

Whatever is in my sights

Whatever I want

Everyone knows there is only one option for me

Chase it down until it's mine!

 

School, work, sports, friends, life...

I will succeed

That is the only option

Because I am the chaser!

 

But when will I stop running?

When will I finally get there?

When will I have it all?

What am I even chasing!?

 

Success, respect, admiration...

You are everything to me!

I am your prisoner

I am your slave...

 

They call me the chaser, but that's a lie...

I'm the one who is being chased!

Feeling inadequate...

Feeling useless...

Feeling worthless...

THOSE ARE THE REAL CHASERS!

 

And I can never stop running

I will never let those feelings ever catch me... again...

  • Author: Wayne E (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 28th, 2017 11:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: I used to think of myself as someone who was very ambitious and was a "go getter". However, I'm starting to realize many of my ambitions come from this desperate need to prove to myself that I'm not worthless. This poem is for those who work so hard, because they are too afraid of what they might feel or see when they stop moving.
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments1

  • Augustus

    I can relate to this. I am a human doing, only interested in the end result, forgetting to enjoy the process. Well done.



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