A Dishevelled State

People are starting

to comment on

my dishevelled state,

I have to smile for I never

thought I looked great.

My beard which was once

trimmed and tight,

now has the appearance

best viewed at night.

It is not as if I intended

to let myself go,

the years caught up

and I started to slow.

My mind and body

are no longer in sync,

which leaves me too much

time on my own to think.

The dreams I thought

I would have achieved

vanished without trace

to leave me aggrieved

for wasting all the chances

that I had been given,

leaving me empty

in this joyless prison.

aged beard black and white black and white
Photo by Alex on Pexels.com

 

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