Youth

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
Bits and pieces of my life

Submitted: June 24, 2014

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As I was younger, I sought the world, reaching in my mind, wanting to be heard.

My dreams beyond comprehension, impossible without intervention.

I felt as if tall as the sky, being able to do anything why!

You see as I was young and bold, the things that I was told did not grab hold, I sought what I could not have, feeling as if something was holding me back.

Locked within a world of my own, I was king on the golden throne, though time surely passed, and that world of mine was crumbling fast.

Few fragments left behind, helping me not forget the world I proudly designed.

I was awakening to reality, so dry and cold. Felt like torture I was told, and boy were they right, it draws nearer every night.

Each day I would awake, to look out the window, growing afraid.

Push myself to the limit, really hard to begin with. My mind soaring but my body in shackles, as I went through everyday hassle.

Learning from failure, and physical toll, my psyche now being molded, slowly and cold.

I walk now among the people, disguised by the work of evil, masks not my own, some of them too worn and torn.

Imagine the child that I was, locked within a Jack-in-the-box, waiting for the handle to spin, if only that lid would spring, The child would not dare pass, for that was his one and only chance.

But in reality that child was burning, and the world of his will not be returning.


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