As I reminisce on childhood memories, bliss
It was and wasn’t, duality’s abyss
Fine moments I miss, like a sun’s kiss
As hell’s gravity became hard to resist or dismiss
Drowning in the darkest hours of those around
Extrasensory perceptions abound, a need to ground
Eerie passions unspoken and unconsumed
From which a young heart fumed but somehow bloomed
Walking between worlds, looking for the silver lining
As I begged to be free of that which felt so confining
A struggle to breathe, breathe again, and breathe some more
Imagination became my only friend and a way to soar
What I loved, I loved alone and in silence
In a place with double character, unable to express oneself and in defiance