What is it like?

What is it like,
to live inside your heart,
with one way walls,
so you see out
but I can’t see in?

I’ve visited once or twice,
but I never saw
anything of you,
you were all packed away.

One day I will surprise you,
with your self all scattered round,
and find out who you really are.

I wrote this poem about 34 years ago, at the grand old age of 17.  I still like it today.

12 responses to “What is it like?”

  1. Yes- that’s so 17 year old- in a good way!

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  2. It’s lovely and 17 is such an emotional age. I think.

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    1. It is a bit hard to remember waaaaaay back then Osyth, but yes, I was VERY emotional.

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  3. There is a lot of fresh wisdom in those early years. I like this poem.

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    1. Thanks Janice. Sometimes my thoughts stand the test of time. 🙂

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    1. Very kind of you to say so, thanks.


  4. I enjoyed this as well. And now I finally understand why I had that eerie sensation I was being followed when I was 18… 😉

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    1. …. they seek her here, they seek her there, that damned elusive ……oh, bugger, can’t think of a rhyming word …. stalkerer!

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  5. I wish I could find my writings as a teenager but have no idea where they are. Perhaps one day I will discover them in my mother’s attic. I like the puzzling aspect of your 17 year old mind. 🙂

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    1. Hi Marje, I’m a bit of a keeper of some things. My words being one of them 🙂 I am quite surprised at some of the things I wrote back then. Hope you find your teenage words. Thanks for the compliment.

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      1. Thank you Claudette I do hope so. 🙂

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