Innocents

Where has our childhood innocents gone? Where is that innocent kiss? I long to wander back, to that wide-eyed state of mind. The loneliness of being grown up, is taking a tow. How it tears apart my soul, leaving my insides lost ...confused. How im lost without you. Can't we wander back in time? If i could stop those evil hands, steal back my life. I would run away, hide where time is still ... innocent. Hide in fields and flowers. The wind with summer days, is where you would find me Why can't I find myself? How I hate this passing of time, An inward struggle wrestles, alienates me, makes me empty, makes me callous... bitter. Who am I? What have I become? All reason has left me, flow out the window. Broken, bruised, torn, bleeding on the floor now