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Poem of a problem and the place that problem takes you.

I look back in time,
Moments of pure joy.
Where can I find,
That sweet little boy?
I look deep into his eyes,
And don't understand his smile.
Hands on his knees, the same hair cut as me.
If he saw me, would he despise all of me?

What could have happened to make me forget?
How could I have ever let go?
I sit, now, in daydreams of happiness,
Where did the happy boy go?

It's all my fault he perished,
I should have been there!
To save that one, the Cherished.
To keep Me away from Here.

It's so cold but no one feels it.
I'm growing old, yet no one sees it.

Reviews

[Liam Nealey]

Dark, sad, and meaningful. I like it! Often I myself wonder what happened to the child that once bore my name. Great poem!

[Water_the_Sun]

:) sad but true, and very pensive.

This piece is a bit longer, still not too long, and thats good, because lengthy work tends to loose the reader. I love the theme here, the loss of innocence, the bitter nostalgia that we all feel when we look back on what we were then, and review what we are now, what we know we will be in the future.

We all long for the comfort of youth, for the skinned knees and the bruised bodies of carefree childhood, and we all know how unobtainable it is. And while that is tragic, and a bit disheartening at best, we all have the power to reach a similar happiness in what is to come.

This poem is so sad and haunting, i love it.