???? ME???

Sitting here , on this beautiful day
Legs crisscrossed on the grass under a shady tree.
People singing, eating, talking together. I’m
Wondering what went wrong with me.
Kids growing, building their own lives.
That’s the way it should be.
Still, as I sit here alone, I wonder what the hell is wrong with me?
What have I done to end up so alone?
No one to laugh, sing, dance with.
Only bill collectors calling on my phone.
I guess this is what is meant for me.
A lonely winding road, only darkness ahead, there’s nothing more for these eyes to see.
It’s time for me to walk on now,
Time to stop wondering, what the hell went wrong with me.
Just let what is, move on and be.

Reviews

[Lanny]

This poem really makes a concrete statement about acceptance, emotional acceptance of any person's place (at any given time) in reality, with no denial, only that summative acceptance, nicely done! In addition, the rhythm in the line, "Legs crisscrossed on the grass under a shady tree" conveys a light tone until you cleverly juxtapose it against the "what went wrong with me", so this comparison and contrast is effective as the beginning of the back and forth that is carefully crafted throughout your poem until you reach your acceptance of your present reality, nicely done!

All the best,

Lanny

[jacob erin-cilberto]

not necessarily anything wrong with the speaker...sometimes we just pick the wrong partners...and we end up solo.
j.