Watching the World Burn
Grayson Faircloth 2008 (St. Augustine, FL)
You always wanted
It was never enough
All the things you had
All the things you took
All the things you were given
It was never enough
There was always something else
More, more, more
A new thing
A new experience
A new person
More, more, more
You tore through people like presents
But you didn’t care
Be thankful, they told you
Be humble, they told you
Be respectful, they told you
But you didn’t care
Were you always like this
What changed
Was it when you looked at yourself in the mirror with disgust
Was it when you began to care about others opinions
Was it when you started thinking with your head rather than your heart
What changed
You thought that if you put everything into the world, you would get it back
You thought that other people would love you, unless you gave them a reason not to
You thought that everyone was real and authentic, presenting their honest opinions for all to see
What changed
I grew up
The world grew up
People changed
I changed
Everything changed
I think back
Back to when people were friends with everyone
Back to when people didn’t poison their bodies and minds
Back to when people weren’t so focused on themselves
What can I do about change
The leaves in autumn
The fading color of old clothes
The darkening skies above
Nothing
I can do nothing
But if feels wrong
To sit
To wait
To watch as the people I knew, changed
Few for better
Most for worse
About this poem
Rough draft. Comment any changes or critiques, I'm a beginner.
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Written on April 03, 2023
Submitted by jgrayfair11 on April 03, 2023
Modified on April 13, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,401 |
Words | 267 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6, 6, 3, 6, 4, 4, 8 |
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