Sunday 27 March 2011

All my life (poem)

Eleven years of ups and downs
And now, the question: are we compatible?
Too late to answer… we should think about that before
When I was younger
When you were younger
When we still had ten years before now to try to be happy.

But happiness is an empty box
Full of dreams and things we can’t see
Full of hopes that never fulfil
Full of love and trying and trying again.

Well, what can I say?
What can I expect?
Nothing… nothing more than I can have
Nothing more that I just got for the last 10 years.

My future belongs to God
My past belonged to someone
My present belongs to you.

Meaning: All my life — past, present and future —
Has never belonged to me.


© Marc Fortuna (Lord Fortuna of Lancaster) – 20/03/2009

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