The Cries of Innocence
I once had a smile,
I can't remember when ,
You know! That things where your lips parted and you could have seen my teeth,
I guess that's what it was called,
Somewhere I lost it in all my confusion.
I tried to fit in,I tried to deal with the pain,
Poeple would watch me ,Judge me ,
Why are you so serious?
I simply replied,Because I had to!
What was happiness?
Oh I remembered something that was written in fairy tales,a myth ,
I often felt like a glass with chipped spaces ,some in pain,anger,disdain,some places tarnished with hope,
Pain and sadness ,sometimes I even felt I had given up,
I knew somewhere deep down,
I could have found some joy,
But it was to deep ,
Deeper than my core and was yet to be found.
I was told somewhere in the midst where everything was broken can be fixed,
How can It I debated,
There will always be a scar from where it was broken,
To remind me everyday what I have been through.
I adapted to life in any situation and circumstance,
What ever happened I would compromise,
It's unfair ,Life I mean,
So full of Jealousy,Heartless,Selfish,Inhumane people,
That would watch us break and not attempt to help us fix .
No one ever tried to mend our broken pieces ,
Why did I have to be born to be in pain,
Was it just a path I had to face?
I felt stifled in my world,
Inside of me felt like raging waters.
The screams were suppressed all my life,
Tears that had piles up inside of me was dying to come out,
My mind ,my last resort the only thing that kept me above,
Above the waters I tried to thread to say alive inside ,
Protected me until I said.
Copyright © Shivanee Tinkerbelle | Year Posted 2011
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