Falling off
I remember those days
Jumping up and down full of energy
Running around playfully
A face full of innocence and unassuming joy
I miss laughing like they are
I miss the sense of fulfillment they convey
I try to grab some of the joy they emanate but it’s out of my reach
seemingly unattainable
The innocence and unassuming joy on my face have been replaced with a scowl as I walk
dragging my feet slowly behind me
dreadfully moving further and further into the mundane
I take short reluctant steps out of fear that I might take one too big
Because what if I fall so far into a state of seclusion
that I get lost in the obscure
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