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The Act of Seventeen

Elle07

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My face is hot but my feet are cold.
I'm choking on the emotion
I won't let myself feel,
Wishing my mother was here,
That I had a father to speak of.
Because one is not two.
I hate that I'll remember seventeen like this:
Responsible and overwhelmed;
Dying and living each minute.
Wanting to do nothing,
while knowing there is so much left to be done.
I'm overwhelmed and there is too much,
she says.
She is the me looking back and caring.
And I cry.
 
wow... powerful stuff there, deary. sometimes its ok to look at yourself and cry, it can only make you stronger. dont hold it in. but dont give up on the world either! there IS so much to know, so much to see... so much to experience. live, love, and enjoy it to the fullest. dont have any regrets; not at 17, not at 50, not ever!
 
^you couldnt possibly get truer advice than that! life is too short for regrets, regreting things just makes you focus on whats been and gone so youre not paying attention to whats happening now, then you make more mistakes and get more regrets.its an unnecesary burden that you really dont need. live so you wont regret anything you ever do or say, be true to yourself. if sitting around watching the world go by is what you really want to do then do it, but dont feel bad because your doing what you want to do. but on the other hand if you want to get out into the world and experience life, then do it!!! there is no worthier thing in this short life than doing what you want to do,learning and growing.
ummmm I got a little side tracked didnt I....lol
it was a great poem darls but dont let life overwhelm you, take it one step at a time. :) *hugs*
 
my father died when i was sixteen...doesnt hit u at first i dont think. it is hard...u did a good job of letting your feelings out. i dont ever see my father as dead though...i just cant ever see him...i know he is watchin...as well as your mother...and i bet they are both smilin. im going to college to make something good of my life like my dad wanted...and im sure u will make your mother happy no matter what you do...great poem. :)
-damon
 
I really can understand where you are coming from, I didn't really know my father, and my mother was never there.
And I feel that family is suppose to be one of the most important things in your stepping stone,
they mold our first quarter of our life, and hey lets say nobody's up bringings are perfect. But, if we hold on to only the bad, we never have time to make what we have good............damn I wish that I would listen to my own advice sometimes.....
 
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