Clipped
I sit through the night
and mourn for the past,
the dreams I once had
at 18 they’d been cast.
I listened one day
to all the wrong things,
I never fought back
so they clipped off my wings.
I want something more
I knew it back then,
but what on earth happened?
my dream changed with them.
Now in deep sadness
unsure of myself,
nothing’s gone well
I am a tough sell.
© amttorres 2023
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Changed dreams, clipped wings and “Now in deep sadness, unsure of myself,” – I can so very much relate to this. Elfstone.
How adversity can change us and affect our self-confidence. A well constructed and revealing poem.
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Best wishes, Luigi.
I liked this very much, I think many will relate, I know I do. Sue.