Strange Poem by Sandra van Coppenhagen

Strange, I have never felt so alone, yet so comfortable with it.
The darkness is no longer a foe to fight against.
But a friend, welcoming me back with open arms.
I've learned now what is important.
I know now what I need to do.
And I welcome the challenge happily.
The older you get, the more you learn.
The more you start to forget the things that made you happy once.
Childish ways and beliefs become ignorance.
Childhood dreams are hardly remembered.