Loss Innocence
**
In my dreams at night,
ghosts come back to haunt my life.
Demons rip their way to the surface.
His face reappears for the time being.
Seeing over and over again,
where my innocence ended.
Remembering how it felt laying there
Picturing the room we would go into.
Hearing the things he would say.
As the numbness fades away.
I’m ready to feel the pain again.
With as hard as it will be
I’m ready to talk freely.
**
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