I am writing a letter
to let you know
of this year.
Five years ago,
you were me.
A lost eighteen
year old
looking for love.
Homeless and Jobless,
You still held onto him.
While Death
called your name,
you held his body
closer to yours
to keep warm.
I am writing a letter
to keep this year
fresh in your mind.
You left home
to follow a boy
to the city.
You couldn't sleep.
All you wanted
to do was scream,
but you staid
by him.
I am writing
myself a letter
in hopes that
I don't die
from this year
that
I'm living now.
Love is the road
you followed this year.
You kissed him,
You loved him,
and he loved another.
I am writing
to remind myself
that love is over-rated.
you cared for him
while living
on the streets
for him.
No money.
No home.
No hope.
A year lost.
A contest entry
- five years from now (a letter to myself) by JinSays.
1806 points, ended June 23, 34 entries
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Comments
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good job on the poem. I love the poem. This poem is very emotional.
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I hope you keep this write for later reference. I agree with your last commenter, that this is something you're gonna learn from. Honest, and not so funny. A little humor is never a bad thing when directed inward. Thank you.
Love,
jin -
This really is something you could read in five years time and re-live this part of your life. Well done, there is a whole story here, and it comes across powerfully.
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WOW!
This poem has a lot of emotion in it. I could feel how u felt and understand y u said the things and did the things u did. Great job!
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