What Time Built Over us

All I see is bricks
Stacked with windows and cement
Where our playing grounds used to be

All I see is concrete
Hardened and firm
Over the grass and the dirt

All I see is dirty water
It fills a pool
Which used to be filled with the joy and laughter
-of my childlike self

All I feel is melancholy
Hoping the years bring a better life
And free me from the shackles of my trauma

All I do is yearn
For both my young innocent self
And for the life i wish to have

New years eve
Once filled with excitement and love
Turned into ache and longing,
Wishing for a sense of belonging.

But I cant turn back the hands of time
Or change what happened in this life of mine
I can't say I feel empty and cry.

So I say Happy New Year, with a smile.