An All-American look
An A-Frame Shape
Strapping in Stride
Your Youth Yielded
to the Years spent Yearning
for Daring and Dastardly Dreams
Groping towards Goals of Disingenuous Grandeur
There is Little Left of your Lofty Life
The Face that once glimmered with hope
and turned many a maiden’s head
is but a sunken ship
Moored in the Muck
Wrinkled and Wretched
with the scars of brokeness
etched across your bow
6 thoughts on “Mistaken Identity”
Thank you Sharon. I wasn’t sure how it would go metaphorically. I think writing in alliteration aided the process! 🙂
very powerfully written. It left me pondering the way some people just don’t live up to their early promise.
Yes most especially when one has been given the gifts of trusting love not only from another person but from people connected to him or her. Some people just squander their own promise and dismantle the life they built because they cannot face their own demons. Reminds me of a line in a U2 song. “So you become a monster so the monster will not break you.”
mmmmm – I have a couple of people in my extended family who fit the U2 line too. I think there comes a time when the only way to move on from such people is to walk away.
Indeed. There are few instances when redemption or any level of self-awareness is expected. Best to protect oneself.