The Cynical Side Of Me

While struggling through this life,
We have no one who accompany us,
We are born alone and die alone;
How sorrowful the path of humans.

We unlike other animals are conscious
With just enough intelligence to question why.
I look into the mirror and see middle age,
Creeping in to ravage my skin.

My past regrets sneak into my conscious thoughts,
And I cringe with that knowledge.
My body does not look itself,
It reminds me of what I used to be.

Hot eyes blink back rage and disappointment.
I may not live to be old,
yet I feel that I am already.
I think of loves lost and battles won.

I realize how small I am.
That people come into our lives,
Only to leave someday,
And that in time everything fades,
including me.
 

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[Steve Thompson]

I realize how small I am.
That people come into our lives,
Only to leave someday,
And that in time everything fades,
including me.

that last stanza really hit me hard. It makes me think of all the people, who come in and out of out lives, pretty heavy piece.

[Brian K. Walters]

I think we all feel this way sometimes. Especially those of us who have hit 40. The mirror is not always as flattering as it used to be and reveals our passage through time. We can't always right the wrongs in life, no matter how hard we try.
I think of my life as a journey, only worth it if I learn with every step.

[Mr. Deft Diction]

While cynical, still very truthful.

Hot eyes blink back rage and disappointment.
I may not live to be old,
yet I feel that I am already.
I think of loves lost and battles won.

That stanza sticks out to me b/c I think everybody, in some way, can identify.

Excellent write, poet.

[Imperfection]

This sounds like cynicism but there's a great deal of truth in your words.

I may not live to be old,
yet I feel that I am already.
I think of loves lost and battles won.

I was able to relate to these lines.
Great write.

[SweetPeachesAlways]

everything fades,
including me

How poignantly bittersweet! And how very true...

Good write.

[SciFiGuy]

However depressing this piece may at first seem, it deals with a few great truths of our own simple existence. I love it! Anyone could read this piece and feel a certain connection, as humans these thoughts seem to be etched into our conscousness!

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great write, thanx for posting, keep writing

[E. M. Murren]

Age is hard to reconcile with our sense of self. We have been as we were and we continue on until we are no more. We age externally but beyond growing through experience, we seldom change within. All we can do is accept, I fear. You have expressed this so well. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.