Old Soul

Old Soul

 

I was always told,

I have an old soul

But I’ve always longed for my youth

It’s painful for me to smile

Like someone stole my inner child

But he is alive, and I have proof

 

When it rains,

I wonder if God is in pain

-My imagination still runs wild

With dreams -big and bold

My soul maybe old

But my spirit is of a child

 

They say you only live once

So don’t be a dunce…

Don't spend your time wasting away

I may have lived multiple times

And had multiple minds…

Hopefully this time I'll find my way

 

To be wise beyond your years

Takes struggle, drenched in tears

Most people would simply fall apart

Youth is wasted on the young

But my life has just begun

So I'll fight to stay young at heart

 

 

Reviews

[Carolann Dowsett]

Awesome wonderful poem, an old soul but a young spirit. Our spirits are ever youthful and full of light as long as our hearts stay light and don't die from bitterness and regret. I love this.

[Sirius King]

thanx Carolann! :-)

[Carolann Dowsett]

Welcome :)

[C.C. Marx]

But my life has just begun
So Ill fight to stay young at heart

Nice lines. Becoming an adult scares me but somehow I don't think I will ever truly grow up. Great write.

[Sirius King]

it can be scary, but if done right it can be great...thanx! :-)

[C.C. Marx]

Your very welcome

[Frieda P]

Very uplifting read for the first day of the new year! Bravo, and I agree, 'youth is wasted on the young'! So true, beautiful.

[Sirius King]

thanx Frieda....Happy New Year! -)

[Frieda P]

My pleasure Serenus :-)