Find me
if you dare.
if you don't
i'll be alone
forever.
I am so confused.
You
Often
Got
Upset.
Ranting.
Torture.
(I'm doing a food poems. Silly me.)
Too
Overwhelming
For
U
But seriously. Isn't it easier to get lost in the dark?
About Me
- Ren
- Menlo Park, California, United States
- I'm a bit peculiar. But in a temperate way, I'd like to think.
1 comment:
Yr 1st poem intrigues me. I guess it reminds me of how I often felt in college. Who am I, where am I going, what does my life mean (what *could*/*should* it mean), etc.
When I think about then & now, one thing that comes to mind is that I now define myself by my relationships: child of God, husband of Carol, Jen/Sheri's dad, colleague/friend of ____. Like that. In college days there were no relationships that were permanent (well, I still was Arthur and Bessie's son, but at that age I was trying to separate from my parents) or seemlingly permanent or at least lasting longer than a year or two.
College years can be a time of great discovery and self-definition (or finding oneself). Not that it's a bowl of cherries, but there's much to enjoy.
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