Childhood Dreams, Childish Things.

An end to childhood dreams
No need of childish things?


Our adult lives, a puzzle
Missing the straight sides
No instruction for life's construction
We’ve strayed outside the lines


Of the
Children’s picture book
Just one glance, one look
Reveals the damage done


Once bright now merely
Shades of grey
All our colours have run


An end to childhood dreams
No need of childish things?


As broken toys are cast aside
Fragments of another time
Another time, a child's face


Such fragile dreams
Now have no place


No time for childlike play.
Life's mysteries, long since faded
I hear the playground bell no more
And I'm feeling super jaded


An end to childhood dreams
No need of childish things?



Original Dark Poetry.
Copyright © Detheridge.
2015 - 2018.