Twenty One

Twenty One

A Poem by Alicia Hirshey
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It won't be long now
Until childhood dies
Before I rid myself
Of childish eyes
It won't be long
Until replaced with beer
This is my tragedy
I will hold it dear.
~*~
Won't be much longer
Until what I held close
Is dead
Won't be long
Until replaced
With memories
In my head
Jaded lovers
No longer mean a thing
Fairytale endings
Only happen in my dreams
~*~
With each day approaching
I feel it build up
The horror
The magic
Of not giving a f**k
Once I was innocent
But I surly will see
Those days are long gone
For even me.
~*~
Twenty one
The age we all love
For some reason
This love makes me run
Back to the days
When childhood was sweet
Back to the days
The sand between my feet.
~*~
Take it or leave it
What I was told to do
It's what you make it
It's no big deal
~*~
Won't be much longer
Until what I held close
Is dead
Won't be long
Until replaced
With memories
In my head
Jaded lovers
No longer mean a thing
Fairytale endings
Only happen in my dreams
~*~
I am changing
Into something
I know longer know
I hate myself
And life's twisted show
Another year older
To others
It's just another day
~*~
People Like pictures
Will soon decay
High school memories
Forgotten
Remembered another day
Friendships lost
And trials faced
Look where life
Has taken us
A simple kind of race.
~*~
Simple dreams
A house on a hill
Little notions
Back then I would kill
Grown up with
Two children
A mom myself
I can't help but hide
My feelings of guilt
One day
Their childhood
Too
Will melt
~*~
It won't be long now
Until childhood dies
Before I rid myself
Of childish eyes
It won't be long
Until replaced with beer
This is my tragedy
I will hold it dear.

© 2011 Alicia Hirshey


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Author's Note

Alicia Hirshey
I am turning twenty one on the 31 of July. And I have been feeling horrible about it, I can feel my childhood and my dreams fading away. Everyday it comes closer and I am still getting older and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I hate it.

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21 is so so young
i'm 63,i thank an organic diet for my youthful looks....
but i liked the poem,
i had that same feeling at 18!

Posted 13 Years Ago


i understand at first i thought I would rather be a creature of the night than old, but as time came along i realize age is a numer so igno it and just be u, the old r only old at heart


Posted 13 Years Ago


aww, i have a phobie too...that of being aged!...i can easily relate to this!
each year i backpaddled to what was my life like when im a year older..good things, bad ones...but i think in all that...there are perfect ones which makes up memories or which are captured in photographs..which makes us think that we were born to live indeed!

a great poem!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Embrace each day and each year...the best is ahead of you as long as you make it so.. I am and old woman with a young girls heart lol... and as much as the mirror saddens me, I can tell you I love myself more now then I ever did then...xxx

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Alicia Hirshey
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Hartford City, IN



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