Loss of Innocence
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You stole me from my mother's crib
Wrapped in clothes of innocence
drenched in blood of my stem cells
You took them... and made them your own
Everyday at night, you stole a part of me
Everyday at night, you made me another sin
Everyday at night you wrapped yourself in ignorance
I know that things could be worse
But I know that they can be better
So does that mean, that is isn't suffering
that I should ignore the truth
And accept your lies
Does that justify your night of betrayal?
I know that they will one day disappear these thoughts
Of the end being my egress
Before I digress
into insanity of all that could have been
Of these obscurring thoughts