Fading Away From My Past

After many years a man returned home to put to rest some very dark demons, He left as a boy with hatred in his heart and an anger to match that hatred, A wretched upbringing the spite from his family who hated him was so harsh, What could a young boy have done to cause this bitterness the answer nothing. One day very early the door closed behind him the young lad had made a decision, He decided to leave that awful place and to make his way into the big wide world, With experiences of his existence he understood nothing could be as bad as now, With that thought he would not miss nor be missed, off went a sad lonely little boy. Making his way it was hard but and he knew that there could be no turning back, His father a vicious drunk would come home and blame him for his wretched poverty, His mother hated the boy she blamed him because he was the cause of his fathers anger, His brother wanted him gone as he got scared he would receive the same treatment. As a man his mind now strong living so long with a monkey on his back he returns, Walking the streets in town the place has changed a grey place of grim despair, People he knows walk the same streets they have lines etched deep in their faces, Etched lines are a calender of life's events of misery hard work and hard times. Their clothes are clean but shabby why dress up when there is nobody to impress, Shoulders rounded and heads down their lives are wasted they are nothing people, Hard men from his youth are beaten and pathetic living on stories of yesterday, Years of drunken weekends and family abuse have clouded and poisoned simple minds When these people were young and full of hope their life was rosy and scented, There were stores of honey in their minds and a thousand acres of wild flowers, As lovers they walked hand in hand along paths bright with a finesse of nature, Look at them now how things have changed their garden is overgrown with weeds. Once in a fountain of youth happy children chased after each other playing games, The dancing spray fell on their flushed cheeks as it gushed in the warm sunshine, It cast its silvery beads all around but now days nobody listens to its rippling tunes, And people have fallen away and crumbled beneath the tooth and finger of neglect. Now all the flowers are drooping and faded no footprints walk the old path of youth, They live in a freezing emotional wilderness growing tired of each other love gone, Their houses are now gloomy and very unhappy it is hard to pretend this is not so, No signs of any happiness no 'smile and be merry' as they have now stopped trying. I am glad I returned to my roots where happiness was just a dream hate was reality, Now I can close the heavy book I am satisfied that my leaving was the right decision, The people I saw were ruined wasted people whose lives went where the rut took them, I left and went back to my own life and like a ghost I faded from my own past forever.