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
D
O
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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