Innocents Lament
He watched as she lay there in almost never ending sleep. Her cries
echoed and pleaded, but he could not help enough. Her smile faded and
her body dissolved. He could only look on with tearful eyes. Pain of
loss, fear, and anger whirled around.The storm raged out of control.
Innocence fading, and a childhood filled with doubts, he built the walls.
He sealed them up and gave them little freedom, although he only
wanted to lessen their effect. Too late to stop the prison was created.
Locked away a light still shone, it's glow dimmed by the darkness. His
eyes began to close as hers began to dim. Her body lived on, her spirit
fled. A few times she returned, and his walls began to shrink. Then the
night stole her away, and the walls were iron clad. He looked towards
the prison to which he held no key. Sighing mournfully, he saw the light
was almost gone. Leaving on the path to find a key, he knew innocence
was but the first loss.
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