poetry by j matthew waters

i found a box of old poems

the poetry i wrote ages ago
doesn’t belong to me anymore

the person that wrote those lines
of despair and shame and utter honesty
has long been gone

it’s almost as if he died from self-inflicted wounds
from too much booze and tabacco
and whoring around
from not giving a shit about work
or baseball
or forgetting to buy chocolate and roses
on valentine’s day

reading page after page of the drivel
i want to tear them to pieces
but something inside me
won’t let it happen
because deep down i’m in love with the words
that used to bring me joy knowing my misery
was no different than yours

february two thousand thirteen
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16 thoughts on “i found a box of old poems

  1. Wow 🙂 misery is a great source for poetry

  2. I’ve got some of those too – I think a lot of people do!! 😀

  3. misery turn to be an inspiration… awesome piece…

  4. reading old poems embarrasses me.
    so naive, so sappy.

  5. So true. Our poetry evolves over time as we become more experienced in writing and life. I still like some of my older poems because of their rawness. A very honest piece. Enjoyed it 🙂

  6. yes, exactly like that

  7. Aside from the misery, sometimes I find an old piece and wonder just who was that clever SOB who penned that one!

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