The story of my life , by Joseph W Cartlidge Subscribe to rss feed for Joseph W Cartlidge

My mind it often wanders
About these many themes
What if my life was perfect
Just like in my daydreams
And if my life were like a movie
What genre would it be
From years zero to twelve
It's a comedy I see

Always causing trouble
My siblings I would blame
I had a mischievous wild streak
I could not be tamed
Through my early teenage years
A teen drama it would be
And I feel sorry for my folks
Who deserved much more than me

I acted like a spoiled punk
This part I hate to share
The pain I caused my Mom and Dad
Was way too much to bare

Through years eighteen through twenty three
The movie it would be
 A coming of age, real life drama played perfectly by me

Midway through year twenty three
Things really changed for me
I met the girl of my dreams
A love Story this would be
It would roll into a saga
Spanning nearly twenty years
A family films what we got now
It'll sometimes bring you tears

Now the final transformation in this film I call my life 
Is a cautionary tale
About a husband and a wife

It's a story rarely seen
And hardly ever told
There's such a huge plot twist
You'll be shocked as its unfolds

Just when you think your watching, the middle of the film
It's over without a warning
And BAM the movie ends

As the credits roll
You'll wonder what went wrong
How could she coldly leave a man
Who's love was oh so strong. 

I know I was not perfect
I never claimed to be
But I deserved a better ending 
than the one she wrote for me

Posted: 2013-11-28 07:50:02 UTC

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