I Felt I Was Missing Out

Growing up I felt I was missing out because I had no real struggle or tragedy. It takes some time to get perspective.

I felt that I was missing out

Because there was nothing wrong

My life would have been desired by many

It was easy for me to get along

My home wasn’t broken

Every day I went to school

I had no addiction to over come

Keeping it boring was almost the rule

I saw so many others struggle

With pain, loss, and strife

They had such stories to speak about

That were more colorful than my own listless life

I had good friends, I made good grades

I came from a nice, sound home

My worst complaint I could probably muster

Was that in my bedroom my cell phone would roam

Now as odd as it sounds (Please don’t tell me, I know)

That because things were so good

It was within my own lackluster life

I felt I a sinister absence agape in my mood

I had no troubled soul that needed expressing

No aspect of a deep, dark past

A criminal record you would find was missing

My life was passing me by and fast

As I grew older I had some troubles

But nothing to write home about

I still was riding the wave of mediocrity

To get noticed I had to scream or shout out

 

Then one day I came to realize

That what I thought wasn’t remotely true

That as blasé as I perceived them

My emotions were just as valid for me as they were for you

My need to be heard was the same as the rest

No requirement was needed for a drug

Depression would creep in just as easily

Like a canine getting cozy on my throw rug

Heartache too was also a friend

For I had suffered some loss

And before I knew it I had joined the rest

The bridge of experience I had at last come across

 

Now my words can at last come out

Those who hear them nod their heads

For they too do feel my pain

And empathize with the words I have said

 

Author's Note

I had a couple of goes over this to make the flow work better. its better from where it began. I never know if it sounds like what I think it does in my head when others read it.

Reviews

[PoeticSorcery]

we all need to be heard in some way or another. we just don't always need the same advice or help, or someone to watch us and make sure we don't do anything crazy.

[Mitch]

Indeed. Everyone's trip is different, but they all must be traveled. Thanks for the read and the review!

[PoeticSorcery]

of course :)

[WithinTheHeart]

I felt as though I was reading the layers of your deep thoughts in this piece.
So often, many think just because they do not suffer addiction or deep depression or dispair- their dark thoughts and Moments aren't valid.
I love how you unfolded truth and brought light to your validity.
Many can relate to your words in this piece.
Well done.

[Mitch]

This really is a true piece of me. For a while I wondered if I needed salvation because I didn't really see anything I needed saving from. I saw later that was just a lie tied with ignorance, but I'll save that for another piece.
Thanks always for reading and sharing your words.

[WithinTheHeart]

I understand those words. All too well.

[iamshadowine]

OH wow! The way your poem starts and the way it ends is absolutely amazing!
People with dark pasts and deep secrets complaint a lot, but the way you've described having a perfectly normal life, it is absolutely a work of genius!

keep writing :D

[Mitch]

I thank you for your words. This is one that is close to me; I'm glad it speaks to you.