Backwards

Think about living ones life backwards

starting old and everyday suffering, but suffering less,

growing stronger,

growing younger and more beautiful,

but you are also becoming less intelligent, and you are experiencing fears all over again,

you feel the sadness and regret of hitting accomplishments that define the nearing of the end of your life

to watch friends die again, but have them back the next day, knowing how and when they will die,

but growing young with them, getting to relive every moment,

but repeating your regrets,

or would no regrets be had because you have experience to stop them?

Or will they continue because they shaped who you are, and so in the unshaping of yourself you have to live your regrets again,

and then being in your prime, getting stronger and stronger, but then waking up the next day with no children, and the next day with no spouse,

and the next day you are back in class getting picked on,

and then your twelfth birthday and everything hurts and is confusing,

and slowly growing weaker and weaker and smaller and smaller all over again, just like you did when you were old, but instead of losing memories you also lose your knowledge and ability to function and must be cared for and are suddenly born again, and then darkness.

Either way life is the same, so why would you want to go forward or back, just live life, nothing is going to change.

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