I wish to time travel.
Back to when I was a happy child.
Bright eyes.
A real smile.
So innocent.
So fragile.
Blind to unhappiness.
Blind to the true horrors of the outside world.
I wish to time travel.
Back to when I was a happy child.
Before the hurtful words.
Before the discrimination.
Before the judgmental teens.
I wish to time travel.
Back to when I was a happy child.
Right before I made the worst mistake.
Right before I decided enough was enough.
I wish to time travel.
Back to when I was a happy child.
Prior to holding the gun to my head.
I wish to time travel.
Back to when I was a happy child.
To stop myself from pulling the trigger.
I wish to time travel.
Back to when I was alive.
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In a Nuthshell
PoetryPretty much everything I've gone through, have thought of, or have felt in a nutshell. All are poems written by me and should not be used unless given permission to.
