Won't you let me grow (III)

I am old now and you have long since passed away. Don't worry though. I haven't changed the house. Everything is just the way you left it. I never moved to the city for that job I wanted. I broke of my engagement with that girl you didn't like, she hasn't been back here since. Oh and I never went to that church my friends invited me to. I am so glad you taught me all the things I shouldn't do. Although, I must admit, it does get a little lonely around here every no and then.

I think I will go for a walk to ease my mind. Past the garden and into the woods where the tall trees grow. Down by the riverbank where I once fell. It seems like lifetimes ago now. The air is so clean here, the breeze is cool on my face. I can't remember the last time I heard the birds or saw the glistening dew on the fallen leaves. There are the same slick rocks I feel on as a child. Now that I am old I am more frail than even then. Again I fell.
The water is so cold, I never knew. The current so strong, I never knew.
How do I stop! How do I breath. I can feel the water filling my lungs, my strength failing. Why, Why didn't you teach me how to swim. You were supposed to protect me. You were supposed to let me grow, but I haven't grown at all, I have simply aged. You didn't tell me you were going to leave. I am drowning.
I am drowning now, because you never let me swim.