Criticize my poem please

Question

A time far away
Yet we still yearn
A time that was a beautiful lie
Shielding us from
Now, a time, an ugly truth.
A memory is distinct, a faded thought in the back of my mind
My heart still weeps for that time of innocence.
Where we would climb trees just to lose balance and fall
Now we only cimb the trees to fall.

Can I go outside?
A question, of life or death.
Be back before dinner!
A statement of relief
Head Down the path of childhood,
Not knowing the time of forever
Will soon end.
Climb trees, chase after something that will soon leave.
Laugh,
Laugh, like we never will again.
Its time to go,
See you tomorrow.
A statement of lie.
For that will be the last time.