Innocence Wanted
lost innocence imprisoned cries for times of past
where believing everything is true forever did last
frosted face pressed by this window this pane of cold glass
lay thinking of gold and silver in this land of pale graying brass
gold and silver shining like pure and heavenly auburn
dreamed about sunsets on an emerald grassy meadow
wished to be pure and untainted a child freshly born
to smile and laugh that tinkling laugh when time did allow
run around to steal soft kisses from dew clad grass
then an innocent heart counted time for a day to pass
but not for an end but just for sparkling stars to shine high
to hear silent lullabies light years ago etched in this sky
now here lays this frozen face pressed on cold glass
thinking of broken love lost friends and a betrayed past
counting coins to meet ends of life in pain ever last
dreaming of innocence lost drop by drop as time did pass
Standing Ovation.
November 22, 2011 at 3:30 pm
Just amazing the line “dreaming of innocence lost drop by drop as time did pass” just says it all to me. x
November 22, 2011 at 4:23 pm
awesome!!
November 22, 2011 at 5:56 pm
Wow. This really, really hurts, this one. Your writing is strong.
December 12, 2012 at 4:22 pm