By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
“Back in tha day when I was young, I’m not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a kid again”….
Remembering way back when I was a child holding my pain with-in, driven to sin: a mark of one trying to fit in. Mistakes taken with a grain of salt, I remember screaming in the mirror, “IT’S YOUR FAULT”. Time taught me through harsh tasks to master my maturity: but Me is all I wanted to be. See my childhood was all good- from the outside, yet inside a little child was struggling to survive.
I went from rejection to rejection until low-self esteem became my inception, the tears I shed fell with perfection. Silent screams raptured in dreams, escaping reality through my imagination helped me build dreams worth chase’n; I wrapped them in a fist of iron to keep them protected, vowed that my life will be one respected. So much held in, misunderstood thoughts found strength in a pen; when ink mated with paper, the purging flames of desire forged the nature of a fighter.
Years went by & I’m older now, bolder now, but this world still seems colder now: I sit wishing I could find that inner child now; I’d tell him thanks for the memories, for the joy found in the midst of the storm sent to destroy; I wish I could find that little boy who sat back watching cartoons. Reminiscent thoughts lost in the view of the moon. I’m hoping that lost little boy would be found soon….
“Back in the day when I was young, I’m not a kid anymore, but somedays I sit and wish”….