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BACK IN THE DAY

Describe a risk you took that you do not regret. (Poetry Prompt) WordPress

There once was a time when I’d take risks.

Back in the day of floppy disks.

I wasn’t scared and I felt free.

To take a risk willingly.

But nowadays I am numb.

Not quite sure what I’ve become.

Where’s the girl that I once was?

Who loved to chase an adrenaline buzz!

She’s not here. I’m someone new.

Molded by all that I’ve been through.

Yes, I’ve changed but I’m still me.

And I’d risk it all to be happy!

Original Poetry Written By

Eryn Dunbar

  Copyright (c) 4.24.2025 

Comments

Anonymous said…
Happiness is worth it!
August 20, 2025 at 7:48 AM
camp1955 said…
This poem is about missing the days when you were young and brave, right? Now, things feel kinda numb and different. It's all about wanting to get that fearless feeling back, even if it means taking big risks to be happy. It's really thought-provoking.

August 20, 2025 at 1:37 PM
Zeus said…
Your poem is incredibly raw and honest, and it really strikes a chord deep down. The way you paint that picture of your younger self, fearless and thriving on the thrill of taking risks during the days of floppy disks, is so evocative. It pulls me right back to a time when life felt wide open and full of possibility. You capture that sense of freedom and boldness so well, and it makes the contrast with the numbness you describe now even more poignant. That shift, from chasing an adrenaline buzz to feeling uncertain about who you’ve become, feels so real and relatable. It’s like you’re holding up a mirror to how life’s experiences can reshape us, sometimes in ways we don’t fully understand. What I love most is how you wrestle with that change while still claiming your identity. The line about not being sure what you’ve become is so vulnerable, yet the way you end by affirming “I’m still me” is powerful and grounding. It’s like you’re looking back at the girl you were with both nostalgia and acceptance, while standing firm in the person you are now, shaped by everything you’ve been through. That balance of reflection and resilience is what makes the poem so moving. It’s not just a look at the past; it’s a declaration of who you are today, and that’s beautiful. You’ve woven something universal into something so personal, and it’s brilliantly done. Keep writing, Eryn, because this is truly special!

August 20, 2025 at 6:03 PM
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