At twenty-one, the world feels vast,
Dreams in my pocket, but time moves fast.
I stand at the edge, unsure, afraid,
A path unpaved, yet debts to be paid.
By twenty-two, the nights grow cold,
Chasing a future, but losing my hold.
A lover departs, her words like a knife,
“Be a man,” she says, “and fix your life.”
At twenty-three, I bury my pride,
The boy I once knew has already died.
Friends fade away, success is their creed,
And I am left planting a garden of need.
By twenty-four, the mirror stares back,
A face full of questions, confidence cracks.
The weight of the world presses my chest,
Yet I smile to pretend I’m doing my best.
At twenty-five, the storm still roars,
But something inside begins to soar.
Through ashes and tears, I carve my way,
A broken man, but alive today.
I am the man who stands in the shade,
Where love was once given, but slowly it fades.
A silent cry that no one hears,
A man alone, lost in his fears.
And I wonder:
How long can a man live, when he’s never seen,
When all that he is, is just what might have been?
I am the weight that drags me down,
The drowning man who cannot drown.
A prisoner to thoughts I cannot flee,
Locked in a mind that won’t set me free.
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2025-02-09
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