Hi guys! We did an assignment in class where we judged a poem on coming of age, and it chipped a whole in that good ol' writer's block. Anyway, here's a mediecre poem as usual, and I hope you're having a great day!

No

I don't want this

Why am I stuck with this torture unasked for,

This process I don't request

Why must the door to my childhood be locked,

Why must this growth be all consuming

Why must I be growing up?

Adulthood leans over me,

It's threat a constant worry,

It's own unstoppable certainy,

looming darkly in my future

Why must the door to my childhood be locked?

As I scream and cry and beg?

I was welcome there once, 

Why am I now shunned?

"Please!" I implore, my shaky voice cracking

"Let me in! Let me in!"

Tears are all I see

"I can't take it anymore"

Not one of them opens the door

Not the toys I played with, so carefully and kind

Not the snacks that I begged for, that I can no longer enjoy?

Not the books, not the music, not the memories I hold dear!

None of them can let me back!

Into my childhood's gentle embrace

I'm sure they hear me, but my desperate voice goes unheeded

My innocence is taken hostage, bruised beyond repair

I cry out for my hope, for my ignorance,

That once blissfully allowed me to sleep

I wish for the pain of a scraped knee!

Not the pain of a loss of love

I wish for the confusion of what a word means,

Not for why I'm not good enough

I wish for the fear of ghost stories and the dark

Not for the fear of myself

I'm

     Growing

                        Up

And it scares me

Yet I trudge on through the days,

Struggling with every step,

Knowing that tommorow will be harder

Sleep is a gift, which evades me though I seek it

And belonging, which I once never questioned,

Is a stranger to my own heart

Yet I keep growing!

My age keeps growing,

My clock ticking ever further

As though it doesn't know that I wish for it to stop

But the curse glooms evermore,

It's chains binding my light

I'm growing up,

And my soul may not survive it