Take me back to my youth
I want to feel the memories, the good old memories
Back to blissful old days
Turn back the hands of time
I’m trapped in a miserable old man’s body
I want back my youth
I want to feel the energy and determination once more
I want to dream and act on them
Turn back the hands of time
I can’t bear this old man’s body
I want to escape all this wrinkles
I’m tired of this eye cataracts that can’t let me see
Can’t let me feel the light of a bright future
I’m tired of this sunken face that can’t let me see happiness
I’m tired of this numbness that can’t let me feel the touch of serenity
I’m tired of this frail bended back
I want back my ramrod straight spine
Turn back the hands of time
And if you can’t atleast stop the clock
Stop it so I dont age farther
So this blackness consuming me everyday stops
I feel lonely and unwanted
And if you can’t stop the clock, take me out of this world
©blackgirlpoetry
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