Paths I Never Took

There are sometimes I find that I'm
Looking back on where I've been
And what I see is only me
On the outside looking in

And distant dreams, well now it seems
They're trapped in yesterday
I know that I must wave goodbye
And travel on my way

The dark of the night, so devoid of sight
Must be my resting place
To hide the tears of wasted years
That gather on my face

As memories drip, those thoughts I rip
Like pages from a book
And still I find I have my mind
On the paths I never took

Drabble published February 25, 2018 21:01

Christopher about 6 years ago

I wrote this a few years ago when I turned 40. I just found it when I was transferring everything from my old computer to the new one.

As a poem the rhythm of this is slightly off because I had to make it fit in the 100-word drabble format.
Neville Hunt about 6 years ago

It’s brilliant Christopher. Was this autobiographical?...if so, I promise you, 40 ain’t so bad! Or maybe it was something else, in which case, sorry about that. But regret is something to be avoided if you can because the past has passed.
Neville Hunt about 6 years ago

PS I’d be interested to hear it to music.🎼
Christopher about 6 years ago

Well, I'm almost halfway through my 40's now, so it hasn't been too bad! It was just me looking back on some things I never did and whether or not I regretted it. I'm still not sure.

As far as music goes, I don't have the desire that I once did to sit for hours writing music. I'm mostly content to just listen to it now.
Neville Hunt about 6 years ago

Listening’s good.
Christopher about 6 years ago

Wow! Thanks so much, Drew. This one was genuine. A lot of what I write is humorous or the Jake Randolph stuff, but I was really contemplating the course of my life the night I wrote this.

Thanks again for the wonderful words and support.
Peter Henderson about 6 years ago

Absolutely marvelous....
Christopher about 6 years ago

Thanks, Peter.