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Old and Bitter

Old and Bitter

When dreams give way to worries
And I’m mired in myself
Obsessed with my own history
And clinging to my health
Lacking all the grace I need
To see those I love most
As more than sad projections
Of my narcissistic ghosts

If there’s a way to escape
Hurting those who know me
Someone show me
Before I’m old and bitter

When every new face I see
Reminds me of the old
And everyone has heard all
The stories that I’ve told
Every little hurt I’ve felt
I conjure up at will
I’ve outlived my own interest
So I take another pill

Should I forget the happiness
That this world gave me
Someone save me
Before I’m old and bitter

Now what the hell do I know
I’ve still a ways to go
Maybe I’ll feel different
In fifty years or so
But I can’t see hanging ‘round
And bitching at the sun
What’s the point of staying ‘round
If you quit before you’re done

I’ll ride out high enlightened by
A bright blue sky above me
And those who love me
Before I’m old and bitter

Lord, I won’t be old and bitter

Copyright © 2015 by Chris M. Wilcox

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