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In a world full of locked doors,
You hold the key to mine.
My younger innocent self wrote this about an ex.

Now I'm older and wiser, or am I?
Who should I blame?
When I think, when I write
Should I start with the name?
In my heart I am hurt
And the guilty are the same
Yet, everyone is innocent
They are friends as they claim
Then who should I blame?!

When you act that you love
And to win is your aim
It's a shame! It's a shame!
I'm a human not a game
I was dumb, I was fool with an F
I believe, I forgive
I'm the one to blame.
I'm the one to blame.
Astrea Nov 2020
pink silk, floral embroidery
black ribbon, white trimmings
paired with soft slippers
& a twinkling tiara
Bibbidi-bobbidi- Boo!

mirror flashed, smiling sweetly is a princess;
skirt floating & feathery feet pivoting
dancing in the woods with merry deer
& singing birds
follow the faeries, drown in their music
the shinning flutes & playful pipe
luring one to a gentle doze

low bells chiming
woke up to an enchanted ruin,
go home, go home
crawling thorns & ****** roses
greedy crows & harden earth
body bursting & long limbs stretching
mirror grinned, a princess no more
but a grown woman
I'm selling my princess dress today, reckon I wouldn't wear it anymore. It used to meant the world to me, I literally fought my mother to get one, but growing old is both a delightful & terrible thing. I don't have to sell it, it's almost like my last piece of innocence and childhood, but I thought there's no use clinging to a lost past.
Bailey Nov 2020
Will keeping something
So innocent
Make me happy
Or will throwing it all away
Set me free
R L Oct 2020
There’s a window
that gives you a glimpse to my soul
heavily-framed
the sides broken off
because the devil
tried to break in
and steal my innocence
and now my blinds are
always drawn down
Jay M Mar 2019
Laughter fills the air,
This night filled with stars,
A rainbow 'round the moon,
Noticed only by me,
A terrible omen indeed.

Tiredness plagues the body and mind,
So young, so naive,
Taken alone, nothing done,
Then sleep, and in such came chaos,
With awakening of the body came awakening of the mind,
Confusion, then understanding,
Dread fills the heart,
Then true chaos follows,
The weak are the used,
The guilty are punished,
But so, too, are the innocent.

- Jay M
January 22nd, 2019
LC Oct 2020
"i think i'm over you. i still imagine telling you everything, but without an undercurrent of romantic love. in my mind's eye, innocent smiles replace the longing stares. hugs replace the imagined romance. honesty replaces the moments when my tongue was tucked away within my palm.
sometimes my mind sings a sad song, which sends chills through my body and cracks my heart in the right places. the pain seeps through, and it hurts to breathe.
yet as my eyes succumb to the quiet pull of slumber, i see the light. when i wake up the next morning, my mind is clear, and my heart is free."
I'm friends with someone I used to love. It's a new beginning.
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