I live in a world that despises my love.
The way my heart sang with joyful innocence
For the sight of the embodiment of my love
Spread through time and space.
Spread through time and space.
Yet I was hushed with violence!
For every emotion I feel
Transparent on a face I loathe,
Now that a mask had fallen on,
The face is no longer loved.
I hide within the shattered pieces of my tired soul
That sings in agony, crying
Over a world no longer known.
The life I loved,
The innocent childhood,
The songs of intimacy,
The loving parents,
The peaceful days,
The soul that prayed,
Where did they all go?
© A Furious Child
I believe what you are discussing here is an awakening of the adult mindset, as well as, disbelief in how cruel the world can be versus childhood fantasy.
ReplyDeleteIn a way, yes... Yet, I also express the crimes that were committed against the child's innocent soul..
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