In my sorrow
I long for the days
of my childhood
where peace and grace
crowned my every moment
alas!  To such I can't return!

Adulthood is bane
and almost a prison
with its angst and grind
which can't be defined
even by those
with the sharpest mind-
reason is blind
where's ever the gain?

In my tears
lonely and silent
for those joyful days
I desolately yearn
knowing
they will never return