The Loss Of Innocence

lightbaron
kriticool
Thank you for participating :)

Innocence

I yearn for the
years of innocence;
where I knew nothing
and nothing knew me.

Virgin

He stalked upon my face
and told me a beautiful lie
he then placed his hand
upon my breast and kissed me
his very best right before
he slithered through
and withered in
and bled me to sin.

He faded me into the heavens
and betrayed me into his fire,
motionless to his power
I don’t break away
from my precious blood that drips
for I’ve confined myself to a place
that unfortunately I’ve grown to chase,
now I’m just a girl who’s gone to waste.

Innocence Evolved

In Innocence supple
a greenish vine
Living only in
Imaginary time
Believing lies,
No disguise-
Hypnotized by
Evil eyes.
Using loving
Clingy words
Never putting
an "I" in us
What a fuss
A wicked rush does take it's turn
First time you board the stake
and burn.

And on Return
Hold on
Now we sing a different song.

Back like a cactus
drunk on itself
In charge of the clock-
on your own damn shelf
Hearing the lies
and replying with spite
you wont get sweetness
Not this time.
Seeing inside-
Hold your own light.

But after a while
A cactus will bloom
If given enough sun
and plenty of room...

Then, free again
as you give love away
Innocence traded
for a wisdom less jaded-
evolution from the institution

life lessons and wisdom
The only solutions

opheliac
DevlinDLC
mikimoondancer

Thank you all for your entries :)

With innocence lost
sharing- once pure and thoughtless,
becomes self-conscious

Thank you for entering Selah :)

Shut In

this lonely young girl kept them bottle and tight.
keeping them locked away and out of sight.
she knows  if she speak they will since her shame,
this give her more reason for herself to blame.
she feels closed in witch she stands by this door.
with standing the names of calling her whore.
this sad young girl keep them bottle at age.
the door of silence beat with rage.
her unhappy little heart always filed with pain.
threw this protected door shall stay the same.
she fakes this smile apone her face.
never will she expose this place.
she cry every night,while alone in her bed,
where her door is shut.
and locked instead.
this mountain of fear witch came each year,
keep them held for no one to hear.
more and more she will  keep them sealed
maintaining her in this battle field.
she knows  if she seek they will since her shame,
this give her more reason for herself to blame.

Kumiko Yamamoto

Thank you Alex for your entry :)

Out Of Tragedy Beauty Does Rise
Part 1

Out of tragedy beauty does rise,
Like morning mist rising from the calm waters of an
otherwise lonesome, latent pond
Look here inside of me, for there is where you will see
How my past has haunted and tortured me.

These fears I have will they ever go away
Can I ever feel happiness, or am I to perdure in
agonizing pain

Through my hearts words, may I find true solace!

Out of tragedy beauty does rise,
Like the unbroken spirit or innocence of a
precious newborn child,
How you hurt me and caused such pain my childhood
life would never to be the same
You touched me in ways that no one ever should and
distorted my entire lively hood
Years I have struggled in gruesome silence while
I slowly became self destructive, infuriated and violent

Wondering why?

Eagerly awaiting that day when all the pain and
fears could melt away

Out Of Tragedy Beauty Does Rise
Part 2


Well, the answers you see they finally came
Like the loud crash of thunder just before a fresh rain
You made me trust and believe in you,
You were the one so sick and perverse with all
of your portrayals of love, kindness and worth
Things I now know were neither truths nor
innocent games
I was merely a child that had yet to see, it was
you and alone and not ever me
It has become so clear you see, as clear as the
child that died in me, the one torn from my soul
spirit and heart
You murdered her without malice or thought with
your demented sickness and hate
She flew on dove's wings before you came
With a perfect glide and no signs of pain
She has her own children now you see
One she protects and listens to carefully.

Out of tragedy, beauty does rise
Thank you my God for keeping me alive!

CriticalMass, thank you so much :)

You're most welcome Rachel.... =)

STUCK IT IN AND RAN

One, two, three and four,
I’m them we are done,
Sweet making love,
And that honeys taste of your skin,
Sweat, known, but is good,
Wet, your fluid all over my chin.

Remember how we started?
Why so much clothes?
Breathing close to your
Ears, fainting breathing,
I told you get confortable.

Don’t ask me why, my skin so hot,
I’m afraid I’ll die, give me your hands,
Get them between my legs, yes,
feel nice, is in between hard, and rested,
You see the veins? Is so athletic, that got you
Hot, I can’t tell. You’re so confuse, I know. Baptize it,
With your virgin blood.

Take those pants off, get a short skirt,
but please
Do it quit, I’ll wait for you’re here,
at the dark sofa,
Your mother is in bed,
and your brother who cares.

Now you see, you are better like this,
A queen to be please, sit on your trump,
I know you don’t know, but move like a wave flows,
Enjoy it. Shame innocence are gone, now is just you
Me, Us. Scared to trust?

Fusion made, your dark eyes, believing in it,
something is going to  Happened, don’t be afraid,
let it go, let come out, let it be, don’t fight,
Your inner phoenix is coming out, is like fire,
imagine Hiroshima explosion,
But is this sex or love, that’s your question?
I’m glad I stuck in my body inside your body

One, two, three and four,
I’m them we are done,
Sweet making love,
and that honeys taste of your skin,
Sweat, known, but is good,
Wet, your fluid all over my chin.
You will never forget about me,
I took it. cry alone, life goes on,
Another trophy I’m gone.

SENA

Innocence...
I once had that.
From picking flowers to swinging a baseball bat.
But not only that,
Was what I have lost.

I have lost everything.
From my job to my shimmering ring...
That ring, it shone, with its rim in the sun
But now... i have none...

Like the ring and the sun,
What I had is now gone.
The summers of childhood are now done.


Oh how I wish I could go back to those days.
But now... now it is lost.
The others and evil on innocence preys.

We must pray for a life, for NEW life, that is...
To come forth and project their glorious voices
In the world that has "right" and "wrong" choices...

The loss of Innocence didnt begin or end with me,
But depends on how you live your life.
Please live it free...