**Growing [Doesn't make sense.]** Forum Award 2008.06.08

[BrightMindDarkHeart]

Forum Award Winner: June 8, 2008


Growing [Doesn't make sense.]
by BrightMindDarkHeart

Sometimes life is hard,
No one is about to deny this fact.
Sometimes it's even down-right unbearable,
And to ignore that would be useless.

I'm not asking to deny this.
I'm not saying ignore the preaching.

I'm saying, life moves on.
Life is what we have to work with.
Life is what we're given.
It's our hand to play the game.

I'm indecisive.
I'm overly-shy.
I'm obnoxiously nerdy.
And I love to do what I havn't in a long time.

I love to write.
I love to read.
I love to cook.
And I love to clean.

Why is it, I havn't picked up a pen in a year.
I havn't opened a book in months.
My old recipes are on in a cabnet.
And my room's a horrid mess.

Does growing mean not doing the things you love?
Does getting older mean losing your passions?
Does admiting you have responsibilities mean you lose heart?

I've never been afraid of growing up.
I've never though I'd forget how to do what I love.

Then I realized, I miss being who I used to be.
I missed writing.
I missed reading.
I missed being what I was.
Who I was.

Realizing who I've grown into is disheartening.
Down right frightening.
But motivating.

It's time to grow up, this last year.

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Admin note:
Nominated for Poem of the Week on 12/12/07

[foreverflame]

That was beautiful. It was like you found healing in self honesty. Comfort.

Cheers to you in finding again what you love to do. It felt good to read this poem.

I'm indecisive.
I'm overly-shy.
I'm obnoxiously nerdy.
And I love to do what I havn't in a long time.

[BrightMindDarkHeart]

You have no idea how happy it made me to read that,forever. :]
Thank you for the nice words.

[SallySweet]

oh this is lovely. (:
i really like it.

[JPeana]

Wow, that is an amazing poem. Congratulations on being nominated for poet of the week. I am glad to see that you have made it back to writing, hopefully thats not the only old love that you picked back up, if your half as good at those things as you are with writing then as a chef, I am anxious to see what you could do in the kitchen. I look forward to reading more of your work. One more thing, in growing up, or getting older however you want to put it, leaving things behind and picking up new things doesn't mean that you are worse or less of a person. I used to play sports heavily and imagine myself in the professional sports (nba) but that hasn't happened, I have became a chef, which as a child was always my second love to sports but I never imagined myself being a chef though. Just keep your head up and looking into the future and you will figure out. Good luck with your future it seems bright.

[Debbie]

Amazing write..straight from the heart and I see a flower which is coming in full bloom...

[Gingy]

wow, being absent from the pages for so long I forgot how good the poetry was on here, and to see talent in people of my own age only inspires me to write more.

What is more BMDH, I can totally relate to this poem. At 15 (round about when I joined the pages) I was writing nearly every week and I was a social recluse, but enjoyed getting stuck into a good book or watching a feel-good film, and like you, I have forgotten about what were such a huge part of my personality in favour of other hobbies, such as shopping and going out, now I've hit 18 I have a lot more freedom.

But I think that this new found freedom is the reason why my sitting down to watch a film or getting stuck into a good novel has dwindled, and not only is it just because we're getting older, but also because as we're getting older we have more responsibilities meaning that we don't have the same amount of time as we used to. My life now pretty much consists of work, revision for college exams and trying to find more time for hosuehold chores and keeping up with my friends.

Anyway, getting off the subject here and after my rather long rant that was a lovely write and I would love to read more of your heart-felt poetry. xx