The end is far.

The Lost Poet

At 5, a change of life.
Outside was different and
Inside was New.

At 10, less than few friends.
Outside was still different and
Inside was still New.

At 12, I understood.
Outside wasn’t mine and
Inside was more than fine.

At 14, a change of life.
Outside was warmer and
Inside was darker.

At 16, my friends weren’t there.
Outside I was lost and
Inside I was a ghost.

At 17, a change of life.
Outside was New and
Inside there was some light.

At 18, I realized.
Outside wasn’t for me and
Inside was all on me.

The end is far. I won’t destroy it,
My fate is made and
I won’t Interfere.

  • Author: The Lost poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 8th, 2018 13:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: It's a short recap of my life, it needs some interpretation.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 35
  • User favorite of this poem: Jaayx3.
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