The Road Made Me Whole

There was a time

all I wanted was love

but none of my trees

grew tall

the people I met in summer

left me in fall

and by winter

they had even forgotten

to give me a call

no

this is not just

about a girl

while others were

getting clean bowled

I was still standing there

swinging the ball

dont get me dirty

I was wearing

a white t shirt

freshly bought

from the mall

I am not joking

my whole situation

was one big lol

the fire inside me

was almost extinguished

because I had stopped

adding coal

probably because coal

was getting expensive

and so was

maintaining the soul

I was holding on

to the memory of someone

who had already bonded

with another soul

its all right

I said

with the confidence

of someone

who was clearly

not all right at all

still

I moved on

because on this lovely

stage of life

everyone has to

play a role

now I am calm

standing with a golf club

quietly looking

for the hole

no regrets

only a few bitter moments

I will tie them

to a pole

bury the map

forget the road

and never again

pay the toll

the road was hard

but it made me whole

the road was hard

but it made me whole

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2 responses to “The Road Made Me Whole”

  1. Sheknowsallblog Avatar

    The dark humor cutting through the pain, that’s what makes this work. You captured something real: that moment when you’re pretending you’re fine while being anything but fine. And then something shifts. The road doesn’t get easier, but it stops destroying you. That last line lands because you mean it. The wholeness doesn’t come from things working out; it comes from surviving when they don’t.

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    1. Frain Chakrit Avatar

      Yes, the road doesn’t get easier. This emotional journey called life nurtures us from within and helps us grow through every season. Thank you so much for riding along with my poem.

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