For you youngsters out there – don’t go running headlong into adulthood without reading this.
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Echoes of a past life, long since forgotten
The innocence of days gone by
How many trials have I endured since?
Have I lost count or do I fear knowing?
Is it possible to reclaim the joy I once had?
The laughter that once was
Before I sold my soul to the devil
For a chance to break free of
The boundaries of childhood obedience
To make my own decisions
Map my own journey
Use my own judgment
How foolish must I feel at this moment
Watching my life spin out of control
What would I trade the devil now?
Echoes of a time I was taken care of
Loved and protected – no strings attached
Nothing expected in return – no sacrifices
Never disappointed, never lacking anything
Carefree and unburdened – just a few rules
I thought to break out was freedom
But I now find myself in a prison
Of my own making
Chipping away at a pile of rocks
I heaped upon my own head
By ignoring wise counsel
And jumping in with both feet
Instead of taking baby steps
Am I too far removed from that time
To now turn around and go back?
© 2009 – Andrea J. Shannon
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