its a cold wind that blows down the street but it might as well have been arctic as i walk on everyone's leaving me not one is staying i walk down the street sad, heavy with sorrow my friends are heading off for their respective colleges my girlfriend broke it off when i told her we weren't going to the same place if i could turn back time to when we played and laughed as kids at fourteen we kissed at seventeen we made love my friends are gone they all left for warmer weather and i walk through time and time again alone a boy playing basketball waves to me i don't wave back my teachers don't even talk to me when i see them they all shake their heads that such a smart kid turned out to be such a failure i cry as i walk and i don't know it until i feel the wetness flowing down my cheeks five o'clock shadow on my face defeat in my eyes its beaten me like everyone else then i turn and go home but i don't have one and i try to go to work and don't have a job and i look around and fall to my knees and begin to sob in earnest i cry and cry and don't stop... its too late, a voice whispers in my ear and somehow, i have turned from a twenty-one year old boy into a seventy-seven year old man and im crying... and i wake up shake my head to clear it look around and smile im not hopeless i won, i whisper i won my battle with failure there will be no sorrow hereBirth sign: Aries
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