i always thought i was one of the lucky ones
no worries of troubles that could come
I never thought they would
i watched others problems and thought i understood
Well, ignorance is innocence is bliss
left behind on a forgotten wish
innocence is the ignorance we miss
ignorance lost in the grasp of a fist

the world was a staircase with no such thing as
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an endless cavern of treasures to be found
by wide and eager eyes
unaware and closed to fool’s gold lies
the sky was heaven.
once.
Life was a red balloon
floating through the blue sky
unable to see the stars and ask why
does the sky have to get dark?
why does no one whisper of the angel’s march
to hell.
Because life was once tied to a string
kept in the small hand of innocence.
Once.
Balloons Pop.
glass BREAKS.
Wonders of heaven stop
      truth reveals the fakes.
Timers stop
clocks tick and take
temperatures drop
dreamer’s AWAKE

I guess you didn’t know
That I have a lost and uncomfortable soul.
She screams and shouts to overcome the pain
But without uttering a word because fear is in reign.

Is it all in my head?
Another discerning dread that she feared and left unsaid.

How did I get here?
This black funnel and clouded sphere have her trapped inside with no hope to adhere.

Like an impending doom forever encompassing everything she’d once dreamed
All the things that used to be will now never be—at least that’s how it seems.

Not knowing what to feel or how to bestow her love
All hope for that was ruined with the very first shove.

How does one proclaim the truths of their heart?
If everything they’ve ever loved always seems to get ripped apart?
Forever afraid of the what-ifs and of the worst
All because of that stupid ******* **** who immersed.

Thrusting all of her hopes and dreams into the chasm of perception
What used to make sense has now seemed to be blackened.
Happiness used to prevail inevitably, or it at least seemed attainable
But can now only be hastily found with the help of an Rx bottle.

From afar her eyes sparkle and shine like the rarest of diamonds
Cerulean blue like the water surrounding the tropical islands.
If she refuses to let you in, you’d never believe she was so sad
But even the waters of paradise conceal desolate bad.

He’s sent her on a spiraling staircase slowly down to hell
Forced to suffer one small step at a time, while he upwardly propels.

I guess you didn’t know
That I had a story to tell.

I guess you didn’t know
That my soul is not well.

I guess you didn’t know
That I have been enduring hell.

I guess you didn’t know
Because I’m trapped in a distorted and torturous shell
Desperate to find the one who holds the key to unchain me & cast away this spell.