There was, that fire, that torched up our childhoods, you know, the one that, killed everything in sight? The fire that torched up our childhoods, we’d been, tryin’, to recover from, for ages and ages, and ages, and we’re, still NOT quite finished, with the tallying up the dead, and treating the injured victims yet.
The fire that torched up our childhoods, do you remember it? How can you have, already forgotten, huh? Remember how you’d, screamed out that loud YELP, how you’d, cried out in pain?
black and white days of our childhood became…not my photograph…
The fire that torched up our childhoods, it’s, still, burning right now, and, it’ll, NEVER get put out, not completely, as we’d grown, out of our separate childhood traumas, but never, worked through the issues yet.
The fire that torched up our childhoods, it was, so painful, we’d watched, everything we’d, ever known for certain, go up in flames, then, we’d, learned, NOT to get too attached, because as we become attached, things will get, ripped from our grasps………
with the dreams, abandoned, by force! Not my photo still…
How many of us actually, survived, through that fire that, torched up our childhoods, how many of us, actually walked away, from such serious burning, untouched, unscathed by what happened to us as young children, huh???
Life, the Obstacle Course 