Old Boy

Old Boy

A Poem by Bill MacEachern
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In the valley of my soul
Lies a boy who'll never grow old
The keeper of secrets..some I have told.
He holds the key of ones I withhold


To open this book of shame and self doubt
He'll need the gold key to purge it all out
Chapters need reading and read with a shout
Ones like "The Boy And The Older Adult"


Deep inside..where the other side hides
Lives a scarred boy..his needs unrealized
Gifts from within, come with no guide
Art, words and music..so little applied


Outside now, he runs a lame man
He runs as fast as doubting feet can
Keeping his friends at bay with his plans
Rarely giving them all that he can


Same with music and with his art
Never near finished, but boy what a start
Always the actor..doing his part
Playing for laughter
With such a sad heart

© 2016 Bill MacEachern


Author's Note

Bill MacEachern
I grew up in a home with a lot of alcoholism and neglect, I looked for acceptance and approval in all the wrong places

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Added on October 8, 2016
Last Updated on October 8, 2016
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