Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Grown ups - A poem

Teddy bears and good night kisses turned to crying myself to sleep.
The smiles I made were real but now they are mainly fake.
You had never heard the word insecure but now you hear it ever day.
It is bellowed down your eardrums all for your own sake.
Showers went from a place to wash  to a place to cry alone.
You thought tears could only be spilt when grazing a knee.
You're innocent eyes too blind to see.
People broken, fallen apart.
War all over the world.
Permanent goodbyes, living alone.
Struggling to buy food.

And we couldn't wait to grow up.

1 comment:

  1. Scarlett, this is beautiful. You are an amazing writer!