Childhood is but a Dream
Childhood is but a dream.
Covering my eyes from its blinding gleam.
Too bright it always seems,
The little things that shaped my drowning esteem.
I try to pick off the scabs
From all the stabs,
Over time they caused injury,
Not to be fixed by surgery
Of my soul,
It’s completely out of my control.
Childhood is but a dream,
A dream we spend our lives trying to un-seam.
Untangle the knots of thoughts engrained,
All the ways we’ve been trained.
That’s all this life is,
An unraveling of a mind and heart
Filled with youth’s damages.
We attempt to undo it cause,
They certainly didn’t mean to do it to us.
Our parents that is,
They did the best they could.
They never meant to hurt us,
But they did,
By doin’ what they thought they should.
That’s the point isn’t it?
We’re meant to be injured.
It’s the way of the warrior to journey,
To turn away from the worry.
We have the power to make it better
If we choose.
Otherwise, this life we’ll definitely lose
Our chance to really forgive
The people who brought us into this world
Mom and Dad, you loved me well.
You protected me the only way you knew how.
I’m forever grateful to be here
Under your wings you kept me close,
You held me dear.
You gave me the skills to navigate,
So I was prepared for the times
When I wanted to escape.
You taught me to run from the pain,
When there is nothing else to gain.
Although, sometimes I feel insane
Cause I’ve always driven in a different lane.
I’ve tried to bring it back,
Before life became one big attack.
I miss the days when all I had to do
Was lay in your lap.
When I busted my knee,
Or my feelings were bruised
Like I’d fallen from a tree.
You picked me up like the angels do,
Into your arms you made sure I knew
I was loved and would be,
As I grew.
At times, my dreams are hazy and I forget,
My childhood was real,
It floats in me each day
With every move and word I say.
Thank you for the childhood you gave,
I know it’s a dream I’ll save.
Cause it lights my way,
As I walk this world
All the way to my grave.