Enough, Bangor. Enough.

Another late night-write, I'm afraid.

I walk along the street of my born,

not quite a ghost, 

not really there at all.

I let you degrade

my being and for too long

I have been the renegade.

I left my school for another.

I was a social "cheater"

and branded a "traitor".

I felt thirteen again,

when I had holes ripped

in my bag by the pigmen

who tore off my key rings and badges.

I'm older now and I realized 

that I don't deserve

to be criticized

by you.

You.

because you don't know me, any more.

You were a bully and a brute

but now you are a down right bore.

I walk along the the street of my born,

sick of the sight 

of these transient 'friends' I mourned.

Forgotten by time, you're slipping through cracks.

I'm leaving in September.

And I'm never coming back.

Reviews

[ANTO]

Like you Elinor I never really fell in love with the city of my birth, Belfast and I don't understand the love that has made many poets and songwriters compose passionate laments about it. Perhaps that's a love that grows through distance via homesickness. I never left Belfast. I may never know.
You however.......
Good Luck
XX

[Elinor Williams]

Thank you! Yes, I've had a lot of friends that are no longer friends and it feels like my life has become centred around Bangor...but it's stale? everything's out of date and old and I've grown out of it :/ I guess it's coming of age! Thank you for the comment! x

[Douglas White]

This is a good poem on the trials and changes of being a teenager, and learning how to move on in more ways than one. Nicely done.

[Jack...]

Wow, this is so powerful. It hits hard and it hits often. Funny how things look the older we get. Very cool indeed

[Vikrantsingh]

Honestly speaking this is one wonderful art you just shared on WC :)
Loved it :)
- Singh :)

[Leonard Birch]

Great write Elinor. The past can be haunting.
Thank you.
Leo

[Zero_Edge88]

"Alas leaving one's home is something that one must learn to take it upon themselves to pack not only their belongings but their convictions along with it. For without conviction there is no resolution or absolution that their life will change."

Before I moved to America, I lived in the Philippines for about eleven years then out we left! It is one to know that when we leave a certain place that we call home it's not that we do our best to leave it behind permanently. After all home is where you make it in life even if we have a homeland to call to it is the heart and soul of our life that we will find a certain niche. For despite being in this planet's confines let alone to our place of birth the universe is a vast ocean of which we could call our own home too and make a niche of our own. It is the beauty of it and that we will never be able to take advantage of. For what the universe sees as an advantage it simply says, "Oh look an a temp has arrived! I'm sure they'll make good use of their time." The stars will never be able to tell us who we are but surely these people could but really the only approval we need when we move and make our decision is one ours only.

Have a good day today and well best wishes to your endeavor and pursuit in life for the next couple of weeks. :)

PS:
I do miss home in the Philippines but I am glad to be here in America right now. I love it here too much to go back. :)

[SteveB]

You brought me back to the summer of 78 when I was your age and getting set to leave the town I never felt I fit in and head out leaving the louts behind.
After years the pain fades and a certain nostalgia for the innocence if not necessarily the place ort the people comes.
Well written.

[Rhiti Bose]

When someplace, something or someone doesn't make you feel loved, it is always good to move on. I really liked reading this piece.

[RainDancer1997]

I kinda thought of a zombie at the beginning. As in someone who goes through a time in their life nothing making them smile and such. Really great poem:)

[Rita L. Sev]

When a place no longer feels like home, it is time to leave... well penned.

[NA]

insightful read..memories are not always pleasant...well penned :) x

[Elinor Williams]

Thank you very much! :)