Pointless
Sad, emotional thoughts running through my head.
The future grabs me by the neck
And forces me to think ahead.
Will it be bright or a wreck?
How long until my body is found dead?
The things I do will be forgotten;
I consider myself kind,
Especially compared to people I know who are rotten.
So I look ahead to my future,
To see what I can find,
A glimmer of hope, a sprinkle of joy,
Father to a young girl and boy?
Will I be happily married,
Or will I divorce like my parents and grandparents?
Will I find myself standing where my family is buried,
Crying, sobbing over their forgotten accomplishments?
My children... I will raise them, but they will leave,
And hopefully, unlike my father, I will stay connected,
But even then, they'll have their own lives, and I will be rejected.
And so on a cold winter's eve,
I'll lay one last time to sleep.
I will leave my wife and children and go for eternity.
Even through all this, I lay here and weep,
For I will not be me, just a simple memory.
Slowly, as time goes, my kids will join me,
And all the others who kept me as a memory.
Time will pass, and forgotten we will be,
I will just be a name in the large family tree.
My descendants will stare at my picture
And not know who I am,
For all I've ever done will be lost in a strange mixture
Of family folk tales and mistaken spam.
Can I make it so they remember me,
As I try to remember my ancestors through genealogy?
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Submitted by Davidclazarus on February 08, 2024
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
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Words | 342 |
Stanzas | 34 |
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