Reflections of youth
He stares cold – heartedly at the ice cool pond
His childhood memories are far from fond
He stares in shock at what that moment created
His world upside down, completely obliterated
His younger years reflected a handsome, confident gent
Hours never wasted, always well spent
But how just one second could destroy his inner being
And leave his soul in tatters, always running and fleeing
The pain seemed endless, then fear usurped its place
A see – saw of sorrow with a resonant pace
To never again fit in with society
His mind now set on complete sobriety
His younger years are not ones to remember
Like the cold, hard glow of a fast dieing ember
They clog his thoughts when he wishes to forget
His life is full,
Full of regrets
He would change that moment without hesitation
What closure it would bring: joy and elation
But that is the path his life has taken
He wishes it were a dream from which he could awaken
