Once Upon A Time Not That Long Ago

Once upon a time

not that long ago

I was a man

I was someone to know

I had a life

and places to go

I loved my life

even the parts that most don't.


I was a fool

and I was a king

and I felt in command

of most everything.


Now I am lost

waiting to be found

crying for help

without making a sound.


How I got here

even I do not know

where my future lies

seems still unknown.


I've tried and I've tried

and I've cried and cried

and I've looked under rocks

to find my life.


But so far not so good

or at least that's how it seems

but I have to admit with life

that I'm still not sure what life means.


So I live day by day

which may be always the way

and where all this leads

maybe no one can say.


I lost a mother, my dog

a job and a friend -

But I still got a lot to offer

and I know this isn't the end.


Life is a struggle

and I guess, a struggle is hard

or it wouldn't mean anything

next time I play in the yard.


So here's to a time

a place where I'll go

where I'll be that man

the one that I know

no longer lost

in once upon a time

of not long ago.

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nicomp 5 years ago from Ohio, USA

good stuff. Thanks.


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Ashantina 5 years ago

Not sure if this is really about you, if it is, I commend your strength, tenacity and positivity. The good times are just around the corner :)


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JBeadle 5 years ago from Midwest Author

Thanks nicomp.


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JBeadle 5 years ago from Midwest Author

Hey Ashantina - thanks for reading. It is me in the poem. I've had to many lessons to think these are the bad times - just maybe harder time than I've had before. A lack of direction or purpose. Maybe a person needs a bit of that now and again. I do feel a bit lost these days and hope that will change around one of these corners.


Rasta 5 years ago

Ya know I'm here for ya, bro. Even if I'm a thousand miles away.


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JBeadle 5 years ago from Midwest Author

Thanks Rasta. My poems make my life seem worse than it is for us/me. I have no illusions that even when it is hard for us we have it way better than many many other people. So I shouldn't complain. But I can't help myself!


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One-life1 5 years ago from Los Angeles, CA

Wow that was a nice poem.

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