My Story
Where's my wizard,
My dwarves?
Where's my Angel
Who's taken too young?
Where are the people
Who will make me
Laugh and cry and feel?
Where are the people
Who will drag me on adventures,
Make me stronger,
Show me how to appreciate what I have
And how to add to it?
Where's my quest,
My adventure,
My Story?
It doesn't exist.
Pass the day
Watching, longing for a story,
Sleeping, eating,
Nothing more.
Hike around,
See what others have seen.
Or stay where it's safe.
Either way, there's nothing new.
I want to see something,
Something no one else has yet.
I want to save someone.
I want to be saved...
Where's my blue box?
Where's my magical land?
Where's my battle?
Where's my victory?
The only battles I fight
Are with ordinary people
Or are in my mind
With myself.
Where's my story?
It doesn't exist.
Extraordinary people get adventures.
Even if they did exist somewhere
I wouldn't be chosen.
But I still hope,
Wish,
Long for the story
That I will never have.
And I ache,
Knowing that it will never come.
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Comments
You are always apart of a bigger picture, the story that creates itself without you knowing, we all are, and just writing your feelings down here at Cosmo, is the beginning of something you can control and master, you don't need to go on a grand adventure to appreciate life , you are the adventure to someone out there, its all in the timing xoxo much love nardine.
That's a very good point Nardine. I hadn't thought of that :) thank you for reading my poem :)
You are welcome, keep on going forward inspire others with your strength, you have always been someone special, your whole life is ahead of you, just smile and let it unfold xoxo
I'll take this for me too...........hope you dont mind..........hug
this made me cry...........you will have your day..............we all will
Wow really? Thank you!