Hours pass like trains,
Clattering and humming to
Somewhere far away;
But their emptiness expands
To fill all that I see.

When did my desire for
Adventure give way to
Mere satisfaction?
I was an explorer,
A dreamer, a creator
Of shining worlds of
Wonder and joy…

Now I am just another
Lamenter of dreams,
Wondering why adulthood
Cost so much.

When I was a child, I longed
To be able to do all that
Growing up would allow,
But now I realise
I have done nothing.
I allow myself delays
And call it patience;
I allow myself mediocrity
And call it satisfaction.

There is nothing I dislike
About my life that
I cannot change.

08/09/2006

Posted on 08/11/2006
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