Advaya
06-12-2004, 07:51 AM
When i was a child, regardless of the shit that was going on independently of my grandfathers house where i could be a child, i had a very carefree childhood, i mean it was like it was two difference existences, and when i think about it, all i want is to be able to have blanket forts and pretend i can fly, and occupy myself with next to nothing, and have such a free mind. I was a happy child, it was when i began to think that the problems began. Retrospect, more than "as it happened". If I could neglect thinking, or at least free the part of me that knowledge sent into such severe hiding, i would feel so much better.
knowledge told me innocence and corruption don't exist simultaniously, one can not be both innocent and corrupted, and until i realized society and all said it was impossible, i had been living such an impossiblity.
it's not knowledge i wish to give up, but i want the part that plays (and hides) to re-emmerge so it can be healed, or at least loved.
Because, i don't feel it can be loved where it is
I feel like that part of me was just abandoned at such a speed that it never adjusted or had time to get ready, it's like places that are abandoned with the furniture still in it. I wasn't ready, it wasn't ready, it still exists, and it's terrified.
but i can't even free that part of me alone or in the dark, it's so afraid. I just wonder what it takes, for it to come out.
I mean, sometimes it does. a part of me went into hiding at 5, 6 years old without growing or changing naturally just abandoned or hurried away, like it was embarassing or a nuisance.
it's why i watch childrens movies and it's why the giving tree makes me cry and it's why i demand the things i demand.
sometimes i just want another damaged inner child to play with, someone i can be five years old with no matter how old i am.
knowledge told me innocence and corruption don't exist simultaniously, one can not be both innocent and corrupted, and until i realized society and all said it was impossible, i had been living such an impossiblity.
it's not knowledge i wish to give up, but i want the part that plays (and hides) to re-emmerge so it can be healed, or at least loved.
Because, i don't feel it can be loved where it is
I feel like that part of me was just abandoned at such a speed that it never adjusted or had time to get ready, it's like places that are abandoned with the furniture still in it. I wasn't ready, it wasn't ready, it still exists, and it's terrified.
but i can't even free that part of me alone or in the dark, it's so afraid. I just wonder what it takes, for it to come out.
I mean, sometimes it does. a part of me went into hiding at 5, 6 years old without growing or changing naturally just abandoned or hurried away, like it was embarassing or a nuisance.
it's why i watch childrens movies and it's why the giving tree makes me cry and it's why i demand the things i demand.
sometimes i just want another damaged inner child to play with, someone i can be five years old with no matter how old i am.