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It Is

by George Hoerner

it just happened
living day to day
and now it
can’t be undone

i’ve lived life
far past lonely
which no one
should have to do

a life just advanced
in error hour by hour
until it became
far to late

but lonely is just
that hole i carry
in my stomach like
a bag of uneaten food

o but could i
find a way to
delete the existence
of a life not lived

to say it never was
to deny all the deeds
that were to be
just because of me

it would be done
already

01/11/2017

Posted on 01/22/2017
Copyright © 2019 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Tim D Livingston on 04/05/17 at 11:53 PM

"It just happened"... I have been looking back on my life as well. Wondering what I could have done differently to have done something more meaningful. I should be farther along than I am, and as your poem says, I would change it if I could. My counselor says the gift of all of these experiences is wisdom. Great read!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/25/18 at 11:57 AM

Great to see you back, my friend. In reading this, I cannot help but think that there is so much in life that I could have done differently, and had I been paying attention more and not been so much on automatic pilot I probably could have, but at what expense? How much of life would we have missed if we hadn't taken that wrong turn? How few less wonderful poems such as this we may have never written?

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