The moment when
   lips that once spread love,
   now spread hostility.
  
   The laughter of soul, so vivid,
   becomes grim, oh so livid.

   The once inquisitive naive mind,
    now infiltered with the seven sins.
  
    The once happy is lost,
    and a grimy path is ahead.

is when I realized,
the age of innocence
has become a memory.