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My Story Thus Far

Contributed by MrWrite on Wednesday, 19th September 2007 @ 11:16:44 AM in AEST
Topic: Event

There are so many people walking these lands
Drifting from place to place, shore to shore
It's easy to lose yourself in the masses
Keeping to the shadows of society

Yet with such diversities of thought and feeling
How can I not draw myself apart from the rest?
I know myself better than anyone else
But still I know so little...

A small town upbringing does wonders
Staying grounded instead of being swept along
In the sea of sports stadiums and skyscrapers
Everyone my age was known to me; they were real

It was nice being part of a happy, Maritime family
I was never in want of a thing
Except the excesses and vices of childhood
That a boy can't help but long for

Days became months, slowly stretching to years
And the time came for a change of scenery
The end of the road was all I could look forward to
Pressed snugly against the hard plastic and metal of a car door

A trek of two provinces, made with the best of intentions
To try and improve on a life that didn't need much to begin with
It's funny how nothing works out the way you think it should
The best of intentions can lead to the direst damage

Still, in a sense my life didn't truly begin until that move
Mainly with the discovery of the Internet
After sifting through the crap and drudgery
To find people and ideas of merit and competence

It was through this new technological medium
That I met my best friend
And closest thing I've got to a brother
My own siblings notwithstanding

With the advent of secondary school
Came the stark realization
That the happy family portrait I'd grown accustomed to
Became a bleak sketch, devoid of most color

My parents divorced, due to a sickness in my father
That he couldn't understand and his wife wouldn't handle
The process drew long and bitter
And overshadowed my high school career

Uncertainty plagued my thoughts of the future
Leading me to take a year away from education
To gather my thoughts and resources
And redouble my efforts on a concrete goal

'Twas during that period of self-discovery
That I found myself happier than I'd been in some time
Having met a girl whom I love very dearly
And whose happiness means more to me than anything else

Which leads to the here and now
Where my mind and my words
Will lead me along the path
Of the journey to come

Copyright © MrWrite ... [ 2007-09-19 11:16:44]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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