I want to go back
To the days
Where everything was innocent and good
Where I did not know what the words “mass shooting”
Oh, how I miss that utter bliss of not knowing
I want to go back
To the days
Where I Did not known the “real world “
Where the world was full of wonders and Happiness
Not the darkness that seems to be around every corner today
I Want to go back
To the days
Where I do not worry but my parents would
Now I just live with the worry on my sleeves as a common accessory
I Want to go back
to the days
Where the news didn’t make sense
was much too boring for me to even begin to want to understand
Instead actually now knowing how crazy and dark the world is
I want to go back
To the days
Where I was child with no fears, no worries and concerns
Cause now I am all grown and being weighed down by it all
I want to go back
To the days
Where the most trouble I knew
Was myself
Instead of the world's troubles
I just want to go back
To the days
Where I was utterly lost in the innocence of being a child
Without a concern, care or even a single fear
Just a bunch of utter bliss and joy
So unaware
Oh, how much I miss it
Why didn’t anyone warn me
About what being an adult was truly about
Instead of just telling me
Don’t grow up so fast now
Or worse
Trust me darling you don’t want to grow up
Why couldn’t you have just
Told me
What it was truly like
What the real world was
What being an adult truly meant
I guess you tried
But I didn’t listen
For I was lost in the utter bliss of my own imagination
The utter bliss of my own little world
Where I queen one day than a knight the next sometimes I would even be a superhero
Oh how miss how simple it was
Be a queen in a world of my very own
I just wish I could go back
To the days
Where it was so easy to be alone
So easy to get lost in myself
I'm just saying I don’t like this world
It’s so scary out here
It’s so dark out here
I don’t understand the world
I don’t understand people
To the point where you can find me now
Crying on my knees
Begging for the answers
Begging for the woman’s pain next to me to stop
Begging for the world to stop spinning
Just begging for it to be okay
No matter how hard I beg or how Long I am on my knees
The world and people will stay the same
I just wish I could go back to the days
Where being innocent child was the best thing to be
About the Creator
Autumn Larson
My name is Autumn Larson
I believe in the truth of the heart and hard work.
I want to inspire and touch people's hearts
I am a part time store clerk and full time inspired writer, poet, artist
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