BattleForFreedom

Life…

Born into this world I felt new and fresh
Learning new things with different experiences meeting new people my life being full of hurt and pain, grinding me down slowly and slowly I felt strain and pain
Being young wanting to feel safe, I sit and dwell upon my pain.
Thinking once I use to feel happy waking up and wishing to be older to gain from the world, I wished and wished to be older so that I could afford my own toys and clothes. These things became irrelevant I became upset and in pain, physically? No mentally I felt the strain of society and how everyone has everything and I don’t even have happiness. I would do anything to be a small boy again and feel safe in the comfort of my childhood home, but was that safe? Growing up around hurt, anger and alcoholism I thought I was happy but this only affected me more without me even knowing the pain. Now as a young adult I sit back and feel more pain than ever I would give anything to go back to the days that may be thought of pain but I felt comfort. The happiness and the joy of waking up and not having a stress in the world just what toy I will play with today…

Oh childhood where did you go and why didn’t you stay….