Sometimes I see myself as a little girl,
Scrambling up into your waiting arms,
I can see your smile and your twinkling eyes.
I miss my childhood.
These are memories before the innocence of youth turned bitter from things that seem trivial now.
These are memories before reality slapped me across the face to remove me from my whimsical world.
Scared of things that I cant see.
I can find you locked in memories that tend to fade
Only to return again with a most peculiar wave,
But these have become unpredictable and more suffocating than the undertow that drowns me.
Im lost in this pain you left
Slowly sinking to the depths.
Life is different now.
It hurts so much sometimes that I want to burry my face in your skin,
To take in the comforting peace that your hugs emanated.
To have my heart stilled by your gentle rocking.
But these comforts were stolen from me by an unseen and cowardly enemy.
Instead of your warm embrace,
I have to find comfort in the shadow of ni