Thursday, April 26, 2012
The Forest of my Youth.
The forest of my youth
Is littered with broken limbs
And solitary tears
Silent nameless fears
That eke out a hopeless trapped existence
Locked in my time machine mind
Relieved are the trees
Of the burden of longing
I’ve removed the happy memories from the trunks and leaves
They stay with me, they never leave
Even after I escape to the clearing
Away from the forest of my youth
The forest of my youth
Pearlescent in the past
Temporally locked in the stupor that once was mine
Host to the terrors I felt as a child that
I’d deign to bring with me to the bright future
(Or present
I’ve never really been too sure)
Concrete feet and grey sky eyes
Wait for me there, and I
Can never return to the forest of my youth
The forest of my youth
Is luminescent
But only in my present mind
On closer inspection, though I dare not try
The evergreen terrors bare their pine needle teeth
(How ever as a child
Did I ever sleep?)
Deprived of the child that once was me
The monsters that lurk in the forest of my youth
Seek to devour the later-day me
But I can never return
To the forest of my youth
Why on this green Earth
Should I ever want to?
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