The Feel of life......

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A Moment in the mind, memory and thoughts of a worn out warrior

Submitted: December 31, 2012

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Submitted: December 31, 2012

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It is in those moments, when I hear a voice, smell a memory, feel a breeze as I sigh, turn and see a face I don't know but reminds me of someone.....when I realize I am hardwired to my past.  Moments when "Now" seems like a movie I am watching that will end shortly.....Moments when I am enveloped in physical comfort and feel like I can breath for a moment and get my bearing. Certain people bring life long memories to your life. Certain things trigger those memories. One must not ask Why.  One must not divulge the pain associated, but the good fortune of having the ability to remember. To those I have lost, I tip my hat and say goodbye. To those I have not, I pray I will not. No journey is perfect. I am not perfect. The Chaos is. Jerrod, for the smiles.  Ben for the scowls. David for the "Hot model" ridiculousness. Kiet for the twitchy "Happy" all the time. I have not forgotten the moments. They have begun to blend into my past, but still a part of my drive to live.  I want to wake up feeling satiated. I want to step into the day with solace and comforting.  I do not want to beg. I don not want to figure out "why".  I just want to live a simple day. One day at a time.  I wish I had the strength to do this on my own today.  I am a broken spirit with an undeniable truth......my light cannot be extinguished. All I need is that one hand to reach out, tell me through touch that everything is going to be ok.  I am tired of feeling like an empty shell that no one can possibly understand.  I am, after all, just a man.


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