A Childs World

A poem about dealing with childhood

The girl with sparkles on her nails,

Diamonds in her hair

And stars in her eyes.

That was me.

We all have dreams,

Hopes, thoughts, wishes.

It takes but a single moment,

 To take all that away.

The day Peter never taught you how to fly,

The day a white rabbit never came to be followed,

The day a cyclone didn’t pick up your house.

The days you cried with no one left to catch your tears.

13 years and then shock, thunder, lightning.

Leaving you empty, hollow.

This pain never dies, never leaves, never ceases.

It will be your Casper for the rest of your life.

Haunting you with happy memories,

Of the days in the sun, little pigtails,

Imaginary friends and games.

Never fading never dying,

Like living in a never ending dream.

But now I cry myself to sleep with no one to wish to.

Not Santa. Not Peter. Not rabbit. Not winnie the pooh.

No one.

The harsh reality leaves nothing but a Monday morning,

Boring, painful and lifeless.

But may those days in the heart of a child never die,

Nor the joy of their never staying daydream.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[rjrodriguez]

Awww.. You made me miss my childhood. It is fun and yet hard to be a kid. We always believed what we were told, or what we see. And when it doesn't happen, imagine the sadness we all felt!!

[Brittany Ba]

I like this poem because of how you show that we change from child to teenager. After our childhood, we can never go back. Please write more like this!