You Cannot Escape It

Poem for English class. It's about one's personal journey, and how growing up can ruin one's childhood.

You Cannot Escape It

 

I was born a lighthearted child, I knew no fear,

Dancing down the hallway, a melody only I can hear.

If I spied a body of water, splash!

There I went,

If I saw a feline on the street, dash!

Cats were never my ailment.

Everyone was my friend, that I knew,

Everyone loved me back, because I loved them too.

Splish, splash! Dance, dash!

What a wonderful world I was in.

 

Time went by, as time always does, and I grew older, I saw more.

Rankings, relationships. Fandoms, fetishes.

I was an alien to this unnatural world.

Stumbling though school, a calf on new legs,

Unprepared, undetermined, unidentified.

Shiver, shake! Quiver, quake!

Such scarring things I saw.

 

Sometimes I feel the nostalgia; it’s a river in my heart.

Sometimes I long for the younger years,

When all was good, all was great.

The pitter-patter of tiny feet on a glossy hard-wood floor,

The ping-pangs, zing-zangs from Saturday morning cartoons.

They all seemed lost.

 

Nevermore would I be the same,

A terror-filled world with hardships to blame.

People pretend, people are fake,

But it’s all we can do when our lives are at stake.

A secret we all know, but none will admit.

The crushing force of reality comes to be,

I realize I’m no longer me.

Burning, bumpy, blistering blotches,

And hollow aches on road kill bones.

 

Growing up is the Hunter,

My Life is the Mother,

And I, a frightened and terrified Bambi.