I have spent my life
Completely believing
That nothing happens to us
Without due reason.
Each person we meet,
Each job we take,
From each a lesson
And from each a reason,
Be it good or be it bad.
I have spent my life
Trying to figure out
The meanings of everything.
From each trip,
And from each fall,
As well as from each kiss
And from each smile.
Sometimes I fail
And sometimes I get it.
My life has gone in many ways
And from each day I've tried to learn,
And from each day I've taken
The one lesson I believe I am taught.
The lesson now is that it's done,
That which was once so important.
Funny how those things
Are important then,
But when tomorrow comes...
I have spent my life
Trying to be real,
Trying not to lie to me.
Sometimes I succeed
And sometimes I don't,
Sometimes I try to believe
What isn't really there.
But now I face the lesson
Head on with my eyes open.
Author notes
There's not much meaning behind it really. I have spent two years hanging on to something for dear life that I think the time has come to let go. I didn't want to admit it to myself for a long time, but I have finally realized this is so. The goals have changed now that I've realized. Wish me luck.
Written March 12th, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- Moving On, Going Forward, or Narnia by wishful dreams.
300 points, ended May 3, 2005, 8 entries
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Yes indeed! I have the same opinion that all things happen for a reason. When one door shuts, another has to open. I firmly believe that was the case with many many things that happened to me in my life. I believe that I was supposed to spend two years in a college course that I hated, to leave and join another one, because I was meant to join the new one at a certain time. Most things are not accidents, and it's great to be able to accept that. There's no point in wondering why, or holding on to things that aren't worth holding on to, right?
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This poem was moving and emotional and all the things i look for in a poem. Thank you and keep writing!
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This was such an awesome reflection on life. I loved how you described it, and how much thought you have put into coming to these conclusions. Good Job! And thanks for entering my contest!
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Actually, both were dead on. I actually love my job with a passion I can't describe, but it's time to move on. And I did write this about my job. But, the love part is also true. My current co-workers also joke by calling my last company my "ex" because I talk about it like an ex-boyfriend, even try to make the management jealous. It's really silly. But both that place and my current place are the same industry. I loved the job at the last place, but a lot of bad and illegal not to mention unfair things were happening there, so I left and stayed in the industry. Now it's time to leave the industry, too.
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Well, I really like this a lot! I will admit that you completly surprised me when I read your comment. As I was reading this I thought that it sounded like a love that you were letting go. It reads like a tragic love also. But, after reading your comment, I can see another meaning. Now I am thinking this has to do with you changing jobs. Then again, I amy have it wrong again. lol Either way, it is a very well written poem! Hugs, Penny
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great
I think I can relate to this, Wolfbard... I too, try not to lie myself, but do it often, and sometimes I question what are lies and what is real... I think your poem helped me realize that better about myself... good job, DK -
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Absolutely fantastic. I loved every word you wrote here. Sometimes we do hang on to little things that we think can help us change or help us get to where we want to go, but then comes the reality that those little things arn't actually helping that in fact there holding us back and so we realise it's time to let go.. sorry was rambling then, hope this makes sense to you, if not then delete it! Very well done
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