The texture of rich darkness,
Softly rubs against my eyelids,
That feeling absorbs me so deep,
Deep down to a place I truly heart,
A lane I love taking my walks on,
"Memory lane, in Memory town",
Where I meet the boy that I once was,
The innocence in his little wide eyes,
The hopes and the dreams he has,
Admiring him, I want him back,
He waves at me, I smile back,
Little guy, don't ever grow up,
Life is lethal and poisonous,
For your clean, little soul,
The world will poison it!
But, it was far too late!