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When childhood lost
Becomes a memory
The toys of our youth
Become shadows of the past
A bittersweet taste upon our tongues
Behind closed doors
I find remnants of my former self
Slumbering in the stillness of night
Stitched together in a faded quilt
Seams pulled and stretched in the wake of growth
I am caught for a moment
Between these two worlds
Wanting to step forward into the safety of innocence
But I know I must go back
Must become the man I am meant to be
I shut out the light
I shut out the life
Of a boy in a bed in a room in a lie
My blanket is my courage
And my love is my fear
I shut out the light
I shut out the life
I am no boy
There is no bed
No room
No lie
For I am the one who cannot die
Copyright 2010 Jennifer Williams