Innocence Of Youth
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Acquiescing to love’s defeat
you subdue sad feelings within.
For when passion’s all but over
anxieties slowly begin.
bitter tears flow with brutal force.
For gone are all the promises
that kept forever dreams on course.
The hurt of betrayal hits you
with the force of a speeding train.
And you’re left in a kind of trance
oblivious to all but pain.
Shored-up by half truths and deceit
your happiness begins to ebb.
And your vulnerable heart’s now
a captive in depression’s web.
Your soul's susceptible to lies
when hope camouflages the truth.
And salvaging remnants of trust
you discard innocence of youth.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015