Saturday, December 11, 2010

While some of my friends can't wait to get older, I sometimes think about going back to infancy.


Time Only Goes Forward
I wish I could go back,
Back to those careless days.
Back to when I didn’t know about such things
Like betrayal, lies, and deception.
Back to when I didn’t know how painful it could be,
How much hurt I would have to go through.
Back to when I didn’t know about loss or destruction.
Back to when the problem would go away if I ran into my mother’s arms.    
They say ignorance is bliss, and I see how it couldn’t be more true.
Oh, how wonderful it would be
If I could go back,
Back to when I didn’t know.

1 comment:

  1. I REALLY love this poem. Could you submit to Lit Mag, please?

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