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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  • Goodselfme on Nov 12, 2009

    Very true that we go back to childhood as your words suggest.TX for the great joy of this prose.

  • goindia on Nov 13, 2009

    I enjoyed it …

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  • Themax on Nov 13, 2009

    fantastic,keep on writing mate :)

  • Christine Ramsay on Nov 13, 2009

    So well expressed. We all have to test our wings at some time, but hopefully you can return to the nest for a while to aid recovery. Lovely work.

    Christine

  • ken bultman on Nov 13, 2009

    Couldn’t wait, could we? Real nice poem and so true.

  • Darla Cooke on Nov 13, 2009

    Very nice poem!

  • Jane Jane on Nov 13, 2009

    nice poem. keep writing.

  • diamondpoet on Nov 13, 2009

    If only we could go back in time, there are so many things I would do differently.

  • cutedrishti8 on Nov 13, 2009

    Nice poem…Nicely written

  • Authoress Terry E. Lyle on Nov 13, 2009

    NICE WORK

  • lillyrose on Nov 14, 2009

    So so true, I would love to be a child again!

  • deep blue on Nov 14, 2009

    We all need to sacrifice something for a prize. A well written poem of one’s personal struggle. We could only remain childish as we’re trapped in our ageing selves.

  • inuni on Nov 15, 2009

    What a great way to express the eb and flow of life..thanks for sharing.

  • Aiyanna on Nov 15, 2009

    If I had a chance to go back and be a child again, I would grab it without asking a question…
    If only we all looked at the world the same way as a child does, with that childlike innocence, it would be a better place to live in… :) Lovely write…

  • Ruby Hawk on Nov 15, 2009

    We are always in a rush to get out from our parents watchful eye and then we experience the real world. It’s the same story generation after generation.

  • dabutlerdidit on Nov 19, 2009

    Boy do i WISH i COULD GO BACK IN TIME

  • LOVELYHONEY on Nov 20, 2009

    how i wish i had read this

    much much earlier than today

    now i am out of

    such a way

  • ashan1614 on Nov 20, 2009

    Yes, we usually learn this lesson too late….

  • Faith Summer on Sep 27, 2010

    Great writing!

  • neopisiva on May 18, 2011

    Very good advice achieved through this poem!

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