Ripped away,
Not so sure,
Purity gone,
No innocence like before.
Stardust missing,
A wish is gone,
I had no choice,
What should I have done?
Broken open,
Mirror image draught,
I don't recognize,
For what I have fought.
Killing innocence,
Ripping soul away,
What I have done,
Creates a conscience here to stay.
Soul boy,
Now a man,
Didn't want things to change,
Turning time back – nothing can.
Innocence killed,
Better you couldn't do,
I should've backed out,
Not have seen it through.
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Emotional Amnesia
PoezjaSometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
